Age: 8-pushing-9 sweeps

Species: Troll

Gender: Female

Appearance: Long black snarled hair that covers her ears and falls over her right eye.(it's impossible to manage her hair). Wears clothes she had made and repaired herself which is to say her clothes are a mess. The red long sleeve shirt and long orange-ish yellow skirt is held together by messy stitches and patches. Scarred bare feet from running around the forest without shoes. Peixies-like horns that curl more outward then down a little to a point.

Personality: She is caring, kind and compassionate to a fault. She would never hurt another and does not understand cruelty or violence even for self defence. She refuses even to hunt for food, so she forages and gathers what she needs to survive. Tries her best to understand folks and accept everyone she meets. Even though she has never been in quadrant, she feels she never will because she can't feel that way towards someone. However, she will get ridiculously happy is she hears someone has a quad, kinda of a shipper at heart. When speaking with someone, she is constantly asks if it alright for her to say something or ask a question, so she may not upset them. If she feels she may have upset said person or said something she shouldn't have, she'll quickly apologize and ask them not to mind her. Instead of typing in her blood colour as most other trolls do, Cayiah types in her favourite color which is easiest described as cyan; a painfully bright blue. She feels that she isn't a good troll and that something is odd about her.

Lusus/Guardian: Grizzlymom (A large-bear like creature with large crocagator jaws and long fluffy tail[Some off relation to a cholarbear])

Brief history: Caiyah grew up in a small two room cavehive with her lusus until Grizzlymom left and never came back. The cavehive was located in a thick forested area somewhat near the sea. The location of the cave hive made her a bit isolated which only made her crave for company of anyone she has the high enough chance to encounter. Grizzlymom had 'iffy fits' which often resulted in Caiyah's clawtop getting broken or damaged so she had little indepth school feeding. However when her clawtop did work, she learned as much as she could about the alternian language so she could better understand any folks she may meet, though most chances of that were low. When chances to encounter were too low, she'd preoccupy herself by weaving baskets, making clay pots, and practicing sewing(She still sucks at it). Doesn't use or sleep in soper slime as it gives her terrible headaches and dream terrors. Sleeps on a pile of cloths of old clothes, rag and tatter quilts.

Weaponkind: (Caiyah doesn't carry any weapons because she wouldn't hurt another. But if something has to be put here): Basketkind

Quirks: Shortens certain words with ' and uses a face emote in abundance.
Example:
CO: //-^; I'm sorry, tho' could you excuse me for a mo'. My frickin' clawtop is startin' to get an iffy fit.
Trolltag: chronicallyOdd

(I'll add a proper image of her soon, maybe even an image of her cavehive and lusus. )