I image her as a fierce monster, in thorns and other clothes from "Mad Max". Fat belly, pumped over arm, terrible muzzle. All in the scars, blood, mud, on the thorns are planted fragments of opponents - in the heat of work.
On the string, instead of license plates, the lower jaws
So that everyone would be afraid of her and think: "I died, if she attacks me"
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bunch of lightningstorm !!
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Frisk and Whimsun in the Maffet web
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