Maya's hair is an ashen blonde color, that hangs around her face in careless waves, it reaches down to her shoulders. Her hair falls into her face and over the reflective glasses she wears. The sunglasses are small and feminine, obviously designer. The small pair of glasses set off her delicate facial features and make her seem even smaller and more fragile. She is a small woman; even the thick motorcycle boots she wears do nothing to help her short height. Despite the way her glasses set off her femininity there is something about the way she holds herself.. There is something off, something dangerous about this woman. Like a giant cat, predatory. Something pretending to be a human being, and not quite making it all the way. The twist of her lips is definitely inhuman, a little out of the reach of sanity.
Maya is dressed in a pair of low riding black jeans that fit like a second skin. She wears a thin long sleeved black shirt that reaches down to her hips, and the sleeves fall over her knuckles just a little. Over the top of her shirt is a black and yellow motorcycle jacket. It hangs open, revealing the single piece of jewelry on her person. A silver medallion. The medallion looks like one of the catholic saint medallions, but upon closer inspection it becomes obvious that instead of an angel there is a wolf imprinted into the silver colored metal.