Melba seemed to walk to beat of her own drum. Her stride could be considered whimsically rambunctious if not for incidents of partial nudity. Oft clad in oversized T- shirts or hoodies her distinctly bare feet were one of the only things meticulously neat about her.

Partial to sweets, the little fiend could usually be found ogling delicacies displayed in bakery and candy shops alike. Despite this apparent addiction to sugary snacks, she presents a trim figure akin to a female human in their mid-twenties.

That is of course if the solid gold eyes, bright red skin and conical shaped horns cresting from her head didn't faze you. But let's be honest, it's pretty tame.

*Ever evolving, tell friendly and open to (but not compelled by) suggestion.

The story doesn't write itself, come, help me hold the pen.