Robin is a short, reddish-brown hair and blue-gray-green eyes that change depending on the lighting due to yellow flecks scattered around the iris.

Robin is super grunge with a hint of femininity sometimes. She wears mostly baggy clothes and loves listening to punk and 80's music.

My birth father was a wizard, my birth mother was not, but I was adopted by a Muggle family. My adopted family is made up of me, my mother, Iris Nicolinus, my father, Jasen Niclinus, and my sister, Harmony Nicolinus. I didn't find out I was magic until my letter came. My greatest strength is I'm not not afraid to challenge society's stereotypes. My weakness? I often push people away without wanting, meaning, or trying to. 

My first instance of magic occurred when I was 8 years old and went as follows: I was reading in bed one night when there was an earthquake and everything started falling off my shelves. I saw a family heirloom from my grandmother start to wobble and I knew I wouldn't have time to stop it from falling. I closed my eyes, bracing for the impact, but suddenly everything stilled. When I opened my eyes, everything was frozen in the air. Nothing had dropped! All I remembered was a slight tingle. I realized then, that I wasn't normal. I could be more. So I started looking into my birth family and what I found... actually made sense to me. My birth father was a Wizard named Wayne Weathersbee who left for unknown reasons before I was born. As far as I know his immediate family was all deceased, so my muggle birth mother, Marissa, put me up for adoption. She had no idea about any of the Magic in the family, and she couldn't financially take care of me. A member of the Hogwarts staff came to my house on my 11th birthday and explained the situation to my parents. And the rest is history.