Tall and lithe, Shohreh possesses a youthful, endless energy. She seems to always be in motion. Walking around the room, hands thrown in the air. She speaks often but listens with the sort of intense attention that some find uncomfortable. Her hair runs light, with dark tones beneath. Pushed up into messy buns or whatever other style she can accomplish without putting thought into it.

She looks like she spends time in the sun, her skin honey brown. Shohreh dresses like many in Yalyra, though nicer. White bindings around her chest, shoulders and stomach bare. Flowing white skirts or breezy pants. Either barefoot or in light sandals.