Chalice Lyceah

Those fantastical markings screamed tiger, thick stripes hugged dangerous curves and caressed corded muscle that peeked from within fur and flesh. That was where the identity of the species blurred. Lush, velvety fur was as black as the abyss of death and far softer; tucked between the breathtaking, cobalt stripes that seemed to shimmer with her every move, it was a far more enthralling and deadly seduction. Immaculately, intricate wings were embossed into the very flesh of her back by scars that could only be described as unnatural. Delicate and exquisitely-detailed feathers curled along her biceps and sprawled from the tops of her shoulders, down the plains of her back to her rear, and hugged her hips like the hands of a lover. A long, luxurious tail flowed from a sculptured ass that could’ve made even the Lord of Hell sit up and beg while lean legs were the path to delight. Ears, shaped like a butterflies wing, were tipped in long, wicked-looking tufts, reminiscent of horns, and displayed themselves amidst a waterfall of midnight blue waves ombre into shades of sapphire. Veiled behind the vibrant hues, twin teal gems glittered like twinkling stars in a sea of darkness; was it confidence, a trick of the light, or was it something more malicious that made those eyes sparkle like that? She walked through hell but she carried herself like she owned the damn place.