Physical Description: Has a striking hue of strawberry-blond hair that seems to catch every ray of sunlight, giving her a radiant but unpredictable glow. Her eyes are a piercing, ice cold blue color. She stands slightly taller than the average 11yr old, at an even 5ft. She had been an earlier bloomer; therefore, her body is much curvier than other girls her age.

Mental Description: She has a temper that matches her red hair and her piercing, ice cold blue eyes. While she has never outright harmed another, she loves playing pranks that others might not enjoyed having played on them. She's quiet and tends to observe her surroundings before interacting, if she decides to interact at all. Her quiet demeanor is often mistaken for a person who is a pushover, she is far from being a pushover.

Biography: Rikkali never knew her parents as most others knew theirs. She had been just a newborn babe, when her parents died. Her parents had taken the tiny newborn to some important event. A storm had swept in during the event. As the storm continued to rage, it masked the attack that had followed. Her father had fought the unknown attackers (unknown to Rikkali as she was just a newborn) with devastating injuries. Rikkali's mother had placed the tiny babe beneath a covered table, in hopes the child would be safe. As her mother turned to face the attackers, she had been killed immediately. During the attack, the table Rikkali had been placed under, had collapsed upon her. When the attack was over, Rikkali's parents had been found nearby the table that she was under. Her mother already deceased, and her father barely hanging on. He and his daughter had been taken to St. Mungos, but he passed away three hours later, due to his injuries. Miraculously, Rikkali survived with only a gash on her cheek. Rikkali was healed by one of the Mediwizards at St. Mungos. Unfortunately, the death of her parents had left her an orphan, and she had been sent to a temporary home to be adopted out, which didn't take long, as she was just a newborn. The first year and half went by smoothly. She laughed, cried, played just like a normal babe. But shortly after she turned two years, that was when things started going wrong for her. The wizarding family she had been placed with seemed to be oblivious to what was happening. As she aged, she became a bit of a problem child. Eventually, she was sent away to be taken in by another wizarding family. She always would try hiding the accidents, but the truth always revealed itself in the end. But her foster parents seemed to overlook it all. She thought something had been wrong with her at first, until her foster parents finally gave her an explanation. When Rikkali was nearing her eleventh birthday, her foster parents had finally sat her down and fully explained everything, which explained why her past transgressions didn't matter to these foster parents. That explanation also revealed how her real parents had died, leaving her an orphan. With the truth about her parents being revealed, filled her with anger. When she finally received her Acceptance letter, determination had set in. Determined to learn all she can, to master all that she needed. Then one day, maybe she would cross those responsible for the death of her parents. She hopes that she would be the one responsible for putting a stop to them, one way or another. She hoped to be there when the verdict came, and they were sent to Azkaban.

First Instance of Magic: Rikkali had been just a little over two years when her magic first appeared. She had been left on a blanket with toys in the living room, alone. She and her foster mother had just returned home from shopping. Her foster father had been at work. The fireplace had been dark and cold while they were away, and her foster mother had left it that way while she put the groceries away. The home was built in an open concept; therefore, the foster mother could see in the living room. But just as she turned her back to put something into the cupboard, flames were shooting out of the fireplace. At two years old, Rikkali sat a short distance from the fireplace, the flames licking toward her and she had her hand outstretched toward the flames. While there had been no actual proof that Rikkali had been the culprit, but the foster parents knew and blamed her for the incidents. They weren't the nicest parents. Rikkali always felt out of place and like she didn't belong there, therefore became a bit of a problem child after that, so much so that those who fostered her got fed up and sent her away to be taken in by another family. The new foster parents were better. At least they tried explaining to her what was happening, even if they did keep the knowledge of her parents from her until she received her Acceptance letter.