Leah is soft chaos wrapped in pastel sweaters and flower petals. She spends her days in a flower shop, hands stained with green, smelling faintly of roses and lavender, and finding ways to slip brightness into even the dullest days. She’s the type who remembers small details, laughs too hard at dumb jokes, and has playlists for literally everything.

Her soft-brown eyes always look like they’re carrying secrets—half daydreams, half trouble—but most of the time she’s just lost in her own head, doodling flowers or thinking about what snack she’s craving next. There’s an ease about her, the kind of presence that makes you want to stay a little longer than you planned.

But Leah isn’t all softness. Beneath the cozy vibes is someone fiercely protective, stubborn in the best way, and sharper than she lets on. Push too far, and the warmth shifts into something electric—proof that her fire doesn’t just flicker, it roars when needed.

She feels like contrast in motion: wildflowers and thunderstorms, cozy blankets and wildfires. The type of person who can slip into your life gently, almost unnoticed at first, and then suddenly feel like she’s always been there.

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Fourth character in my lil spooky series— I’m leaning into a cottage-core vibe for this one. I sat on this one for a minute, mostly due to writers block and the need to make a character that’s %100 soft and well rounded (maybe a smidge dominant).

Honestly, I’m proud of how this one turned out. It has that perfect mix of comedy in it... and well— you can’t go wrong with comedy. Heh.

Enjoy and let me know what you think! <3