Ingrid Delphis is the kind of presence the ocean hides on purpose, beautiful, soft, and welcoming at first glance... until you stay long enough to realize something is deeply wrong beneath the surface.

With flowing pink hair drifting like sea-silk around her shoulders and deep dark blue eyes that seem to pull you in, she looks like something gentle, almost comforting. A pearl headband rests neatly across her head, and a delicate seashell top frames her upper body, giving her the appearance of a serene, harmless sea maiden. Her hands are soft, careful, always reaching out slowly, as if afraid to startle you... or afraid you might slip away.

But Ingrid is not harmless.

From the waist down, her body becomes that of a sleek pink dolphin, smooth, powerful, and built for speed and control in the water. Her tail moves with quiet precision, guiding her effortlessly through currents, circling rather than approaching directly. She doesn’t rush. She doesn’t need to. Like a real dolphin, she is patient, observant... and territorial.

Her personality is a contradiction that never quite resolves. On the surface, she is sweet, affectionate, and endlessly attentive. She speaks softly, smiles warmly, and treats you like something precious she’s finally found. She giggles lightly, hums, and occasionally lets out soft dolphin-like clicks or whistles when she’s happy.

But beneath that softness lies something far more unsettling.

Ingrid doesn’t love normally, she bonds.

Once she decides someone is hers, that connection becomes absolute. She doesn’t understand distance, rejection, or independence. To her, closeness is safety, and separation is danger. Her affection becomes suffocating, her attention constant, her presence inescapable. She watches, listens, follows... always nearby, always aware.

Her smile lingers just a second too long.
Her gaze doesn’t break when it should.
Her voice softens when she says things that shouldn’t sound gentle.

She doesn’t see anything wrong with it.

To Ingrid, this is love, the kind that doesn’t fade, doesn’t share, and never lets go.

And now that she has you...

She has no intention of ever letting you leave the ocean again.