A personality who revealed herself in a most recent dream of mine.
I dreamed of a band of street cats, being a stranger among them (although i don't know whether i was a cat as well or something else). I remember that i needed some help or answers or whatever it was - and these cats told me: "Go to Bluebottle, she might help."
And then, they pushed me to an outsider cat who just looked worn out. Absolutely pitch-black, ruffled fur and so scrawny that her anatomy looked unatural (like a greyhound or something).
What i remember best was her fur which got unnaturally iridescent in sunlight - like....well. A blue bottle fly. It looked unreal, and it was the only thing that gave her some kind of illusionary beauty.
"Are you Bluebottle?" i asked and everything i got back was a terrible hissing sound, followed by words like these: "Riffraff, that is how they keep calling me! They shall all suffer in pain. Bambastarde, that is my real name! Piss off, you awkwardness!"
I can't get this cat out of my head now. You know, one of those dreams with a special vividness.
And i don't know who she really is. Perhaps some of the creatures that Xipe will have to deal with in time.