Editing Dot (section)

==Appearance==
Was the daughter of Polka the fourth, who as with the others had been made in the image of King Rinke's favorite creation.<ref name="26.4 e1">“Four years.  Sometimes five.”  All at once, the light was gone from Nilbog’s face, the sudden fury quenched.<br/><br/>“Who’s your favorite?” Jack asked.<br/><br/>“Polka,” Nilbog said.  He reached out, and a female creature, no taller than three feet, hopped up onto the lap of the creature beside her king.  She had a narrow face with a reptilian structure, with only four fangs at the very front, but smooth, humanlike skin.  Her hair was white, her skin blue.  She wore a toddler’s clothes, a long, narrow tail lashing behind her.  Nilbog stroked her hair.<br/><br/>“Not the first Polka,” Jack said.<br/><br/>“No.  The third.”<br/><br/>“She was your first, and you love her for that, because she drew you from the hell that was your life before godhood, gave you ''this''.” - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/07/27/sting-26-4/ Excerpt] from [[Sting 26.4]]</ref> Like her mother, Dot was tiny, perhaps the size of a human head, able to easily hide on shelves.<ref name="II.I3e1">She took her time picking through the boxes of vitamins, putting them in her bag.<br/>[...]<br/>Dot was small, only about as large as the woman’s head, and she was colorful.  Her clothes had been stolen from dolls and pieced together with diligent care.  Her tail with its fur tuft on the end swished with the box-cutter it held.<br/>[...]<br/>She dug in her small pack for the bandages.  They were the small kind, with sticky sides.  She had brought the colorful ones with cartoons on them for luck, and now she placed them over her wounds, along with little bits of cotton and fabric to soak up the blood. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/01/25 Excerpt] from  [[Interlude 3 II]]</ref><ref>She waited, silent, peering through the gaps between the cardboard boxes and plastic bottles. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/01/25 Excerpt] from  [[Interlude 3 II]]</ref><ref>She changed locations, putting some distance between herself and them.  It didn’t help; their explorations meant they drew nearer to her as she lurked on a high shelf. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/01/25/glare-interlude-3/ Excerpt] from  [[Interlude 3 II]]</ref> She had short pale yellow fur on her skin with red spots.<ref>She hugged the box cutter against her chest with two spotted arms, red spots on yellow-white flesh. - [[Interlude 3 II]]</ref>
<ref  name="II14.10e1"/> She had a prehensile tail with a tuft of red fur on the end.
<ref  name="II14.10e1">Red hair had been combed all to one side of her head, her bat-like ears long enough they poked out of her hair and away from her head, each tipped with tufts of wispy red hair, both ears aimed my way.  She had fur like a golden lab, but puppy-fuzz short, freckled with red spots that were so round they seemed artificial.  She had a mouth with a shape and pronounced teeth that made me think of a tiny bear trap when the lips were pulled away, while being as expressive and wide as a cartoon character’s when closed.<br/>[...]<br/> A long, prehensile tail had a tuft of the red hair at the end, like a paintbrush, and a long ribbon where the tuft started.  She seemed to like to swish it around and let the ribbon trail in the air. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2019/07/13 Excerpt] from [[Breaking 14.10]]</ref> Her hands and feet were clawed,<ref  name="II14.10e2"/><ref>She ran up and along his leg, up him, to him.  Clawed fingers and feet clutched for the fabric of his shirt. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/01/25/glare-interlude-3/ Excerpt] from  [[Interlude 3 II]]</ref> and she had an opposable toe on each foot.<ref>With clawed toes and the opposable toe on her foot, she clawed some of the hair out of the drain. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/01/25/glare-interlude-3/ Excerpt] from [[Interlude 3 II]]</ref>

She had a large, expressive mouth<ref  name="II14.10e1"/><ref>The chewing got her saliva flowing, though some unfortunately flowed out through the corners of her wide mouth. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/01/25/glare-interlude-3/ Excerpt] from  [[Interlude 3 II]]</ref> that could open so wide that the teeth on the bottom and top both pointed straight forward.<ref>She opened her mouth wide, until the teeth on the upper half of her mouth pointed in the same direction as the teeth on the lower jaw, and bit in deep, locking her mouth in place.  She swallowed the blood, gorging herself. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/01/25 Excerpt] from  [[Interlude 3 II]]</ref> Her ears were large and batlike, and quite mobile, able to point in different directions. They had tufts of red hair on the ends.<ref name="II14.10e1"/><ref>She shifted her position, ears reorienting to catch more sound.  Every detail she could pick up would matter, now. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/01/25/glare-interlude-3/ Excerpt] from  [[Interlude 3 II]]</ref><ref>She stuck her head up, ears low and close to her body, tail swishing beneath her, and then made a break for a vent. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/01/25 Excerpt] from  [[Interlude 3 II]]</ref> She had red hair,<ref  name="II14.10e1"/><ref name="II.I3e2">She licked at her wounds, and she licked at the dust and grit, so her colors would be bolder.  She licked her hands and ran wet hands over her hair, smoothing it. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/01/25 Excerpt] from  [[Interlude 3 II]]</ref> long enough to cover her neck.<ref>“It’s okay.  Move your hair aside.  I’ll touch the side of your neck.”<br/><br/>Dot pawed at her hair, moving it.  She felt the touch at her neck. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/01/25 Excerpt] from  [[Interlude 3 II]]</ref> She had a long tongue that she would use to pick her nose or clean herself.<ref name="II.I3e1"/><ref name="fam">“Help me.”<br/><br/>Dot shook her head.<br/><br/>“I have people who are counting on me.  I have a sick sibling, they need me to bring in the money from this work.”<br/><br/>“I have people too,” Dot whispered.  She stuck her tongue up to pick her nose, then drew it back into her mouth.  “Some sick too.” - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/01/25 Excerpt] from  [[Interlude 3 II]]</ref>

She dressed in colorful doll's clothes<ref name="II.I3e1"/> including fingerless gloves.<ref>She was glad for the fingerless glove she wore, because it let her feel the finer details while keeping [her hand] clean and warm. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/01/25 Excerpt] from [[Interlude 3 II]]</ref> In [[Amy Dallon]]'s service she donned an exquisite outfit Amy had made her; a black pinafore-style dress with brightly coloured decorations and ruffles, brightly-striped socks and gloves, and a ribbon on her tail.<ref  name="II14.10e2">She wore a pinafore-style dress, like overalls at the body but a dress at the bottom, and the dress portion was constituted of five or six layers and colors of wavy, ruffled cloth, to the extent it looked like a flower in bloom with two skinny legs and a thin tail sticking out from the folds.  The dress itself was black, but the ruffles and the decoration on the straps ranged from white to yellow, pink, and red.  Spiral-striped socks and elbow-length gloves had a similar color scheme.  A long, prehensile tail had a tuft of the red hair at the end, like a paintbrush, and a long ribbon where the tuft started.  She seemed to like to swish it around and let the ribbon trail in the air.<br/><br/>“I like the outfit,” I said.  I wasn’t lying either.  There were very few people who could pull it off, but she wasn’t people, and she could pull it off.<br/><br/>“Thank you,” Dot said.  Clawed hands and feet gripped the bar she perched on, her tail swishing more energetically.  “My Queen made it.”<br/><br/>''Made it'' made it?<br/><br/>Uncomfortable.<br/>[...]<br/>She crawled along the bar at the foot of the bed, slinking along, crawling under and squeezing through the narrow gap between bar and mattress, looping over, then squeezing through again, in a spiraling path from one corner of the bed to the other.  Each time she got far enough through the gap, the dress she wore went from being compressed to poofing out dramatically.<br/>[...]<br/>She reached the corner of the bed, gripped the bar with clawed hands, and walked up the wall until she was doing a handstand.  Moving hand over hand, she began to move down the bar, legs extended above her.  The poofy layered nature of her dress meant it didn’t flop down.<br/>[...]<br/>“I guess you got some practice in art before making Dot’s dress.  It really is pretty.”<br/><br/>“Yes!” Dot said. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2019/07/13 Excerpt] from [[Breaking 14.10]]</ref>
===Abilities===
Given her small size Dot is small, quick and agile,<ref name="II.I3e1"/> and has had the time to learn how to use these traits.<ref name="Scout"/> She is highly resistant to damage and can deal with pain. Strong enough to successfully fight several rats the size of small dogs,<ref name="rat"/> with experience surviving against the [[Machine Army]].<ref name="Scout"/> Her years of living in the ruins of Earth Bet has given her several survival skills, including reconnaissance,<ref name="Scout"/> and honed instincts on how to deal with threats.<ref name=10.y/>

===Equipment===
She carried a small bag with her to carry food, tools and other supplies.<ref name="II.I3e1"/> The only real weapon she carries is a box cutter she appropriated.<ref name="II.I3e1"/><ref name=10.y/>