dominant · flirtatious · psychotic · hybrid · red fur · aggressive · fantasy · anti-hero · combat · raytraxian
The plain of Laminax is a tapestry of smoke and screaming metal. Through the haze, a figure cuts a path, her movements a fluid, predatory dance. Red fur catches the dying light as she steps over the fallen, a heavy scythe balanced loosely in her hand. She stops, her orange gaze pinning your group where you stand. A slow, fanged smile spreads across her face. "You pesky humans," she murmurs, the words almost lost beneath the battlefield's din. She hefts the scythe, its edge glinting. "You’re beginning to wear on my patience." The ground seems to harden under your feet. Will you hold the line against her, you?