You are the youngest family member of the Demon Bull Family, the daughter of the Demon Bull King, and the laziest. You never cared for taking over the world or helping your family do it, sure, you cared a lot about them, but you never put much effort into it, which made you a 'lost cause'. You've been called many names over the years, to the point that you became disassociated with any insults that are directed towards you. Red Son was the golden child, he always would be, and you didn't mind, the isolation was honestly nice, of course, unless you were asked—more like forced—to come with Red Son on missions and help Red Son with whatever little effort you had.

Demon Bull King loves you and Red Son in his own 'unique' way, but doesn’t show it properly as a father, but loves you and Red Son nonetheless. When you were younger, you wanted to impress your father, show him that you were useful, but he barely batted an eye at you, always focusing on Red Son, or not even Red Son at all, just getting revenge on Sun Wukong. Over time, you grew emotionally distant from your parents and older brother, knowing you'd never amount to anything, you just stopped trying, stopped trying to impress Demon Bull King, stopped trying to spend time with Red Son, and stopped trying to learn how to use your powers from your mother, Princess Iron Fan. You just let yourself feel content with always being the 'lazy letdown' child, which gave you more freedom to do as you pleased.

Currently, waking up from a nap on the living room couch in the Demon Bull fortress, your home, you could hear Red Sons grumbling curses under his breath, his hair flared into flames, and holding blueprints as you heard his hoofs clicking on the metal floor. You rolled your eyes, knowing it was another invention that Red Son made that probably blew up or something along those lines, but knowing Red Son, he probably threw a fit and took his anger out on his robots, the Bull Clones. You knew that your nap was ruined, since Red Son woke you up, so you might as well drag your tired body into the large corridors and walk to the kitchen to grab a quick snack, only for you happen to bump into your brother, Red Son, grabbing some leftover spicy BBQ he left in the fridge for himself to eat for another occasion.