Physical Description:
Lyra Sykes is very tall for her age; she stands 4'9, is thin, and she has long, natural golden-blonde hair that is long enough to fall to the lower part of her back and is usually worn loose, but it's more often pulled up in messy braids and ribbons that never last very long anyway. Her eyes are gunmetal blue, wide, and very expressive, and will always give away exactly what she's thinking before she has any chance of verbalizing it. Her features are smooth and indelible; there's a roundness to her face with her soft cheeks and a buttoned nose. She smiles and laughs a lot (even when she's confused, which is very often.) Her clothes are light and airy, and she favors light academia style and somewhat mismatched accessories and tiny trinkets, such as bracelets, charms, or ribbons that she finds or makes and then puts around her wrists or on clothing. She has no obvious scars or lasting injuries from childhood events, which means any injuries she may have sustained have most likely been healed by magic. She has a light dusting of freckles on her cheeks and lots of moles all over the place, her favorite being under the bottom corner of her left eye.

Mental Description:
Lyra Sykes is a hyper bubbly and outgoing girl who is full of energy and is constantly happy. She's an incredibly fast speaker, can often jump from topic to topic in one breath with very little notice, and she always has the tendency to treat strangers like lifelong friends. She has the warmest personality and is kindhearted and eager to cheer everyone up. Despite all her lovely qualities, however, Lyra is a bit of an airhead. She misses even the smallest of details, misinterprets every piece of instruction, and she always takes things far too literally. She acts before she thinks in most circumstances. Lyra is playful and likes harmless pranks, though she's not always very creative with her jokes, and her attempts at humor tend to be chaotic more than anything else. She is also a bit scatterbrained and has lost many things due to forgetting where she put them, though she doesn't remember for more than 10-15 seconds unless she's actually being reprimanded for it. Lyra is sensitive, though, and has the uncanny ability to tell when someone's upset, despite being utterly clueless otherwise. Lyra tends to hum and chatter a lot of the time unless she's deep in thought (though her thoughts generally go on forever) or is actually being told to be quiet for some reason. She prefers the company of people over being left alone.

Biography:
Lyra Sykes grew up in Devon, England, as a member of a long-established wizarding family. Her house was practically an extension of the magical world, from the first second of her life to the last, therefore most everyday tasks appeared normal and commonplace to her that may have appeared a bit bizarre to other children. Lyra has grown up with kind and warm parents, the two had supported and encouraged Lyra's constant desire for adventure, curiosity, and creation since the day she was born. As a young child, she had spent most of her time messing with small trinkets and also starting various projects she'd never get to finishing. As an everyday occurrence, it was common to have remnants of Lyra's various interests lying around the Sykes house, such as half-done crafts, a baking attempt, or maybe even a trinket that just wouldn't cooperate. She has several friends from the neighboring wizarding families and is regarded as highly excitable and unable to sit still. She was never a particularly good student, although her home education taught her all the basic things that a child should know. Hands-on learning interested her most, and her results were mostly unreliable. Lyra knows practically nothing about muggle culture, as she has only ever been raised amongst wizards and sees it all as rather confusing.

First Instance of Magic:
It was Lyra's first moment of accidental magic when she was six years old during a small springtime fair in Devon, England. She'd been gifted a cluster of magically enchanted balloons. Each one of them glowed with a different color light. As she tried to hold them, they were all slipping from her grasp and tangled. Frustrated, she shouted, then all of the balloons froze perfectly still and hovered in the air all around her. Taken by surprise, she completely let go of them, but they didn't float down; they hung there until slowly drifting down a second or so later. Those who saw were very confused and intrigued. Still, her parents, knowing Lyra had produced accidental magic at such an early age, redirected the people nearby and continued with the day's proceedings without much more ado.