A redhead, eccentric, yet quirky and bipolar, young angel who is an object for secrecy. She floats, she drifts, her feet reluctantly touches the cold, marble floor. Hailey is most commonly titled, 'The Free Spirit'.
Fiery, electric red long hair cascaded down the balls of her shoulders in locks, it was chopped saucily around the frame of her opaline white, heart-shaped face in an noteworthy fashion, forging the look to appear far more divine, vibrant, effeminate and fresh. Her wide, doe eyes were swimming in energetic charismas of emerald green with flecks of gold and silver. Her creamy skin tone was as white as milk or ivory, balancing wildly against her highly colored choice of clothing. A button nose was encompassed between plump, soft ruby red lips and long, black and dipping eye lashes. Hailey's sweeping wings were once whiter than falling snow and was feathery like a Queen's overcoat, but soon after she had seemed to dye them with burgundy, beautiful chromas that contrasted warmly against the delicacy of her features. They were weightless, visionary and the color was mesmerizingly blinding, that it almost seemed nonexistant. Patches of her pillowy skin were defiled with tattoos that rebelled against her angelic nature, such as the white swan on the pad of her toe, the ladybug on her hipbone, the black star on her ankle and the white star on the other. Peircings cleaved into the shells of her ears, making her appeal seem that much more eccentric. 
Hailey was a strange girl, with deviating mood swings that seemed to have given several the proverbial whiplash. Nonetheless, there was a logical reason for everything. Hailey was mildly shopworn, with her head constantly in the clouds - figuritively speaking, of course. She was skittish and helpful. A true ray of sunshine. Despite her chipper nature, she was also a mentally deranged, straightforward yet discreet, random girl with whimsical thoughts bubbling around the deep pits of her soul. She was defiant. She was strong, independant with her head up.