Millian’s stomach-mouth can eat a lot of food, sometimes against their will. If it tastes something particularly nice it’ll often unravel its tongue to pull things into its stomach. It has a huge appetite, and to make up for this Millian’s body grows in size – not just in the belly, in all areas.

Millian’s skin is very hard, almost entirely a bone-like substance that can be broken off to reveal swirls of colour. It is only soft around the stomach, to allow for it to move.

They also have fur and hair, which helps them to relax and sleep comfortably.

If a part of Millias’ body is broken it cannot be replaced. Certain acids can melt down their bone, but as it acts as their bone it takes a very, very long time to deteriorate.

Millian owns a confectionary stand in the carnivale, selling large candies for larger species, and specialty sweets with bizarre flavours (that definitely aren’t regurgitated sweets from their mouth-belly). They’ll serve anyone, and will always have something suited to your needs.

Personality-wise, Millian is friendly, boisterous, brash, confident, and has a very rough 'n tumble attitude to life. They're very motherly/fatherly, no matter the species. But they aren't completely fearless - they have their weaknesses and aren't dumb. They won't put their life at unnecessary risk.

Millian doesn't consider themself 'genderfluid' by human social standards. Millian's species just has no real concept of Gender, so they go by any pronouns.