Dora

Just a little note...

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By the lovely Erimear

Name Dora (Meaning gift) ↭ Age 30 ↭ Status Slave

Owned Armageddon + Kassiopeia by proxy (Rentable) ↭ Height 5'7" ↭ Weight 160lbs

Body Hourglass (D-cup bust) ↭ Species Jaguar/Magpie ↭ Hair Indigo (iridescent)

Fur Grey-black (dark rosettes) ↭ Eyes Warm gold ↭ Handedness Ambidextrous

Scent Sandlewood hint of Jasmine ↭ Scars None, amazingly ↭ Piercings One hoop in each ear (Missing)

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Attitude: The hybrid is trying her best to improve her overall attitude. Going out of her way to remain courteous at all costs, not to mention amiable, which means having to curb her temper and sharp tongue. Something that isn't always an easy feat for her.

Hobbies: Reading, Learning Alchemy (knows some basics), Dancing (Though only under her own steam.), Cooking (Cakes predominantly), Collecting ribbons, Practising her magic skills (Healing)

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Inky fur ran the entirety of the female's frame. Curves akin to an hourglass belied the powerful muscles that lay within; she might have appeared on the heavier side of things, but she was as nimble and dainty as anything, walking silently upon her hind-paws. Head always held high, she had something of an air of arrogance, though whilst she could be a tempestuous madam at times, she also had a sweeter side; though only a few would be privy to this. Wings at her back often shifted to stave off cramping, an array of beautiful feathers in tones of black, indigo and white, all blessed with an iridescent sheen, giving further hues of purple and green. Clearly a proud creature, even when one took into account her status in life. For all her pomp, the woman was a slave and bore a collar crafted of gold. Upon her left wrist, a snowflake bracelet was also worn, a gift from Kassiopeia.

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