MEET XANTHOUS
A yellow, chaotic, beautifully overfunctioning paper goat.
His name means “yellow-tinged and slightly extra” in the way only someone with access to both a thesaurus and unresolved perfectionism would fully understand.
He is part metaphor, part emotional filing system, part unsolicited life coach.
He is origami with opinions. Anxiety with aesthetics. A creature of angles, instincts, and aggressively tidy handwriting.
Core truths:
- Xanthous has unfiled trauma and alphabetized snack drawers.
- He knows obscure animal facts and your deepest insecurity.
- He’s been through some serious folds but still stands upright, with one leg slightly raised and a head tilt that suggests “I warned you about that decision.”
- He remembers your fourth-grade teacher’s name and the exact sound of cafeteria chair legs on linoleum.
He is not here to be understood.
He is here to be accurate.
We are all just trying to be worthy of Xanthous.
