Darker stripe of brown hangs down her back, something like a fading bearrug pelt as it shades golden where the sun has kissed it. It’s matched by her nosestripe, and outmatched by her thick, dark eyelashes. Her slender body's overall color fades into an unremarkable grayish dinge as it wraps down and around her underside; it's slightly lighter on her chest and belly itself, where the soft buff undercoat peeks through—particularly in the spring and fall when the thickest of the tawny clumps begin to shed profusely.
"Dusty" is in overall good condition, with muscles hardened by her recent travels. Not much fat to spare in the wake of winter, but it's also pretty apparent her form hasn't suffered the recent extreme depredations of the Teekons.