Apricot Gloamwing

Apricot is a 23-year-old female albino fell bat.

Apricot is a Fell bat; a species of bat as large as a man and with middling intelligence. She is 4 foot 1 inches tall and has an 8-foot wingspan when in flight. Unlike the normal midnight black of her kind apricot is a pristine white like freshly fallen snow. Her body is covered in thick coat of soft warm fur, the thick fur allows her to fly silently. Being albino, her eyes are blood red which can give her gaze an unnerving quality. Large scoop like ears protrude from the top of her head allowing her excellent hearing. Being a bat she is capable of echo location. Any fearsome aspect of her appearance is heavily diminished by the set of heavy breasts adorning her chest. She had 6 breasts in total arranged in pairs running down her front. The primary set are E cups, the secondary set are D cups, and the third set are B cups. Her teeth she all pointed canines due to her carnivorous diet, these regularly fallout and regrow giving her a lopsided smile at times. Being a bat apricot doesn't have hands or arms. She possesses two short stocky legs. The thighs are thick and fluffy, the muscles well developed from perching upside down and lifting prey. Instead of arms she has a pair of bat wings with a set of claws she can use to hang onto surface or grip things. Lacking thumbs, she is incapable of complex manipulation of objects.

Personality wise Apricot is best described as a good-natured brat. She is kind-hearted and always eager to help but is also a chronic teaser.  She loves making mischief with little pranks and jokes. Her favourite prank is landing on someone's back and licking the back of their neck with her rough tongue making them jump or cry out in shock. She is the type to diligently nurse a sick person back to heath while teasing them the whole time about being looked after by a bat. Beneath her playful exterior Apricot is secretly quite lonely. She is an outcast from her own species due to her albino appearance and reversed sleeping and hunting schedule. Most of her kind view white fur as an ill omen so they will refuse to interact with her. She roosts separately in a canopy nest of an ancient oak in the forest far from the cliffside roosts her kind prefer. She is quite talkative and will often follow hikers and walkers passing through her forest trying to strike up conversation as she goes. Human attitudes towards fell bats are generally wary due to tales of bats snatching away and eating children that stay out past dark. These stories aren't entirely false though most fell bats living near settlements know better to antagonise humans. Apricot has a more tolerated existence due to being active during the daytime and keeping the rabbit population down for the local farmers. Her species is semi feral; while not embracing civilisation they can read and speak the common language. A lack of hands generally excludes them from writing or manufacturing goods, though they are able to use human made should they be simple enough. Apricot has always wanted to try a shower, washing in hot water sounding a lot better than the small pool in the hills she uses.

Apricot isn't a very good night hunter; most prey sees her coming due to her white fur reflecting the moonlight. Due to this she is diurnal and hunts during the day. Her preferred method of attack is divebombing from above with the sun behind her to mask her presence. Rabbits and hares are her main diet though if she can get the drop on a mountain goat or wild boar she will. Apricot tends to avoid preying on livestock as she knows this will get her in trouble with farmers.

Due to her closer proximity to settlements Apricot is more involved with humans and interacts with those she can in an effort to make friends. She had a small collection of books she had managed to acquire through trading caught prey to the local butcher. Apricot hates cars and cities disliking the constant noise of dense urban areas.  The lack of roosting place that won't get her into trouble generally makes visiting them more trouble that it is worth.

If someone does let her into their life, she will become very clingy and do her best to be the most supportive friend she can... with plenty of teasing along the side. Apricot struggles with accepting romantic interest. After a life of being rebutted and rejected by her own kind she has low self-worth and self-esteem, she uses humour and teasing to cover up her own insecurities. She will initially assume any confession of affection or romantic interest in her is a cruel hearted prank.