Melli the coatl always has a rhythmic strut where ever she goes. She slips her tongue our regularly to sample the many scents that surround her, and thusly satisfies her curiosity. She's quit the cook too, and regularly mixes rare parrot fat with very chitinous, mushed insects. She then rolls around in the concotion, flaps her wings to get rid of the excess salve, and waits for it to dry. Voila! Perfect plumage, and pristine, polished gems. Melli also adores her steampunk apparel, and can't seem to get enough of the chinn chinn noises it makes as she struts around on her stubby legs!