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A filthy looking creature that can easily be mistaken for a sickly coyote. For some reason, she can often be found sitting with her head bent backwards, watching the world upside down.Amaya is matted, head to toe, she will always look disheveled and scraggly. Tangled within her bunches of old fur and dandruff are the natural treasures of Mother Earth: sticks, leaves, bones, bugs, and ew… Whatever that was that she just rolled in. Oh gross, she’s trying to eat it. Let’s just not look at those mats anymore.
One of the more noticeable features this filth goblin was blessed with are the vibrant eyes she inherited from her mother, Amaranth. They are bright, striking, and very wide, like creepily wide… why is she looking at you like that? You notice one eyes sleepy closes in a stage blinking-wink and as it reopens the next one closes. That… that’s not really normal. You can see the lights are on but no one is home.
Majority of the time, Amaya is soaked in drool from.
What a nasty kinda-like-a-dog-or-something animal.
SPOILED MEAT • SEWAGE • WHATEVER SHE LAST ROLLED IN
Common courtesy, common sense, common decency, and common knowledge have no place here.
Amaya does not believe in personal space, getting as close to or as far away from others as she so desires in the moment. It’s still unclear if she enjoys, dislikes, or is indifferent to affections. All that has been set in stone over the full two years of life she’s lived is she likes bones and smelly things to roll around in.
A bone reader, a reader of bones, whatever you wish to call it she is one. Amaya has mastered her craft and enjoys speaking with the bones of their forbidden knowledge, she is also willing to give readings to others should they ask.
This strange animal often exists in her own world, spending her days rolling around in spoiled carcasses, slimy seaweed, or whatever was just hoarked up over there. She may even steal a little taste. Another popular pastime is the infamous itch-relieving butt scoot, she will shamelessly leave a nice trail of gunk in her wake.