The thylacine mink yawns, her jaw opening ninety degrees. Hellhound, the duel-wielding scytheswoman and marsupial mink sits in the Numanica Flamingo’s mess hall table with her basket of raw meat. She wears a custom outfit that’s black and gold, looking like some kind of dark prince from a fairy tail. Her thin, long tail having stripes at its base, her clothes hiding the stripes on her spine. She wears a pink collar with the word ‘HELLHOUND’ engraved on it.