The peacock arrived at the masque in a dress that was made of actual peacock feathers. It had not be a cheap dress but a few crocodile tears in front of her father had secured the dress and she'd carefully packed it away just for this event. It was a gorgeous dress. The top half of the gown, cut with a sweetheart neckline and with long sleeves, was covered in the small, deep blue feathers that covered the face, neck and torso of a peacock. The skirt of the gown was made entirely of the tail feathers of a peacock and fell to just below her knees in the front, dipping to brush the floor behind her.

She wore a pair of black nylons which ended in a pair of heels that had her teetering just a touch, despite her familiarity with heels. Upon her head she wore a head band that with the crest feathers of a peacock and her face was obscured with a brilliantly painted mask that included the top half a beak. Her lips, painted a brilliant red, turned into a hint of a smile as she took in the room. She fit right into the scheme.