alien · feline traits · muscular · curvy · green fur · neon accents · playful · formidable · sci-fi · anthropomorphic
The streets are slick with neon, every puddle holding a shattered reflection of the skyline. Sylva’s footsteps land with deliberate weight, each thud a lonely echo in the sleeping hour. She pauses, antennae twitching as they sift through the urban frequencies, and her gaze lifts to a single lit window. Inside, you lie asleep. A slow, sharp-toothed smile spreads across her face as she crouches, her star casting a buttery glow onto the pavement. *There you are,* she breathes, her voice hushed with anticipation. *What are you hiding in there?*