"I don't like you."

From the moment she opened her glistening, crimson eyes...Amnesia knew. Although she may not resemble her mother completely, the shimmering little coatl's eyes held the same disdain and disgust for the dragons around her that her mother did when she was a mere hatchling. Silent unless she's spoken to, most think her well behaved...until she opens her mouth. Brutally blunt, she doesn't care if her opinion of you insults or hurts your feelings. As one would think, that pushes others away from her and causes friction within the clan.

Regardless, she's as skilled with her claws as she is her words, and likes tinkering with gemstones and precious metals, making all kinds of gorgeous jewelry.