Rawt

He as harsh as the badlands from which he hails, a mean son of a bitch who seems to have the worst attitude amongst his kin. The people of the this rocky region have a hard life and all they have to thank Rawt for is staving off predators as he rampages through the badlands like a wild spirit. Many try to carry on without him and often he goes on without a caretaker for decades as no one is willing to volunteer as tradition dictates.

Imagine a rabbid coyote a bit taller than a man, but hunched over and eyes like the ravenous dog he is, and that is blueprint of this beast. Ram horns curl atop his skull and lengths of dry grass growing down his back with patches of wild flowers mixed in for makeup on this pig. The lean and wiry creature even has cactus thorns hidden in his fluffy tail that'd make the toughest man scream.

Nights are filled with howls and ramblings from the bastard as he stalks the badlands most night and day , sleeping in patches of grass for only a couple of hours. A man might stalk his game for half the day only for it to be taken down by Rawt who snarls at the hunter for coming near. He is considered a menace but the elders maintain that he is an important part of the ecosystem and not to question the goddess' judgement. If only the could find the perfect woman to become his caretaker...