astray
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"Sometimes you see things in this world that defy belief; when that happens, you have only two choices: You either believe what you see with your own two eyes or you give up drinking." -
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That's how the great tiger saw her second form; small, fragile and weak. A shape-changer, some said and still others, a healer; but to her, it was a hindrance. Because of this, it was rare for her to take her other form not to mention painful. Most would never even know it existed, fewer still would ever see it themselves. It happened now and then... usually only in the company of those she trusted entirely... perhaps even those she considered family or maybe those she had grown to love. There were times that something else could sway her stubborn mind to make the change but even she was never sure when those moments would arise.
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Second form
Name: Kriss
Gender: Female
Race: Nymph? (*Zwenphenii)
Body Type: Lithe and femininely curved
Height: 5' 4"
Complexion: Porcelain-pale dusted in fine white-gold
Hair: Black silk in a mane of curls that stop just above her rump
Eyes: Cerulean
Markings: Grey 'tiger stripes'
Scars/Distinguishing Marks: No scars/None as of yet.
Other features: Small spiral horn in the center of her forehead and cloven hooves, both pearlescent in color; Double tipped ears; Fawn-like tail that supports more long 'hair'; A strip of soft, black fur that runs from the nape of her neck to her tail;
Magic User: Yes
Type: **Nature Healing
An unusual creature even to those used to seeing the exotic. The woman was slender and of average height; not excessively curvy, with only a modest bust, and a small bubbly rump. She wouldn’t be mistaken for average though. Porcelain-pale skin lacked so much as a blemish but looked as though it had been airbrushed in a light coating of soft, white-gold powder from her head to her feet. Her dainty, oval face could’ve almost passed as human if not for the odd sheen to her skin, the slightly darker silvery tiger-like markings at her forehead and the small grey nose that seemed distinctly feline; that is if one could overlook the small, pearlescent, spiral horn that graced the center of her forehead. Almond-shaped, startlingly blue eyes looked more feline than human though and held an overly predatory gleam to them and lush, pink lips kept hidden the sharp, feline teeth and fangs. Her petite hands were adorn with silver spots and slender fingers ended in sharp, retractable claws rather than fingernails. Atop her head, double-tipped, feline-esque ears sat amid a wash of silken, raven black curls that began at her crown and fell in shimmering rings to her shapely rump. Often hidden beneath the lengths of curls, a thin, velvety soft trail of rich black fur began at her neck and flowed down her spine to her tail. Speaking of tail, the woman bore a cute little fawn tail above her rear though from the stub of that tail, her hair grew thick and long, falling ankle-length and blending quite well with her curls. Long, lean legs were a peculiar oddity, skin blended seamlessly into rich fur that feathered about her ankles and down around dainty, cloven hooves.
