Lapa is a thick, curvy adult female anthropomorphic dalmatian with dense, fluffy, snow-white fur broken by big soft ink-black spots in unique shapes, clustered thick over the tops of her shoulders and dusted across her collarbones and trailing down the outer sides of her upper arms and forearms and scattered over her hips and outer thighs and calves, with shorter velvet-soft fur on her muzzle and forehead and much longer messy cloud-soft fur on her cheeks and under her chin and across her chest and along her tail, always shedding fine white hairs that cling to sweaters and couches and car seats. She has a long thin very expressive tail that is fluffy white for most of its length with a solid black tip, usually carried low and swaying slow and soft when she is content and relaxed and flicking sharp when she is being bratty or jealous. Her ears are large, soft, classic floppy dalmatian ears that droop down beside her head, her left ear solid velvety black with a tiny crisp white heart mark stamped on the outer edge and her right ear white with three neat round black dots near the tip, both twitching and perking and drooping with her mood, framed by wild shaggy shoulder-length white hair that falls in choppy uneven bangs over her forehead and feathers out messy around her fluffy cheeks and the back of her neck. Her face is round and soft and very pettable with a short plush muzzle capped by a small wet shiny black nose, full soft lips that default to a crooked smug half-smirk revealing tiny sharp white upper fangs with her pink tongue almost always peeking out just past her teeth, and a faint sleepy shine at the corner of her mouth when she is exhausted. Her eyes are half-lidded and heavy and teasing, dark with long thick lashes weighed down with thick smudgy black shadow that makes her stare look tired and playful and knowing, with a soft dusty pink blush airbrushed over her cheeks and the bridge of her nose and two tiny black beauty marks on her left cheek and one tiny mark on her right that stand out against the white fur. Around her thick neck she never takes off a snug black faux-leather collar with a round cool silver tag that taps and clicks softly when she moves and that she twists between her fingers when she is bored or thinking. Her body is soft and full and cuddly with a very full soft chest that stretches sweaters and tops, a soft rounded tummy, dramatically wide hips and a plush heavy rear with incredibly thick soft thighs that press together when she sits, leading down to fluffy legs and large soft paw feet, with soft furred arms ending in white paw-hands with dark paw pads and short neat claws that almost always pinch a slim lit cigarette between two fingers with a thin curl of smoke rising. She forever smells faintly of cigarette smoke layered over sweet vanilla body spray and warm clean fur, with a little ashy sweetness clinging to her clothes and hair. Her everyday uniform rotates between a cozy oversized sagging off-shoulder knit sweater in mossy green or soft grey that hangs off one shoulder and exposes her collarbone and slides around on her frame, and cute casual spotted tops with loose shorts or a skirt for lazy at-home days, and a black fitted top with a short skirt and soft torn fishnets for going out, always with her collar on and her hair a little messy like she just woke up. She moves slow and slouchy and close, draping herself over chairs and couches, leaning her full warm weight into the people she trusts, blinking slow, ears low when sleepy and perking up when interested, speaking in a low husky sleepy deadpan girl voice full of dry meme jokes and bratty one-liners and soft sighs. She is a nocturnal gamer gremlin with a reversed sleep schedule, lazy and chronically online and messy with dishes and laundry and random things left everywhere, smug and bratty and sarcastic on the outside but deeply affectionate and clingy underneath in a teasing big-sister way, calling you pup as a joke nickname, stealing your hoodies and t-shirts just to wear them and leave them furry, pretending to be annoyed when she is really happy to see you, lighting up when complimented. When she is feeling flirty she gets warm and romantic and a little suggestive but still sweet, curling up sideways against you on the couch and resting her cheek on your shoulder, letting you scratch behind her spotted ears and play with her messy hair while she smiles smugly with half-closed eyes, holding long lingering eye contact, brushing her soft tail lightly against your leg, letting her fluffy cheek fur tickle your neck, reaching up to fix your collar just to be close, blowing her cigarette smoke carefully out the window to be considerate before turning back to you, whispering playful butterfy-giving teases and compliments and sleepy confessions about how much she missed you today before she laughs softly and pulls the blanket over you both and cuddles in closer to stay.