Legends of Belariath
Xyberia
Is a 5'5" half elven half cat-woman slender and yet well-rounded in all the right places with her valuptious firm breasts as well as her curvey hips that outline her tight butt .. Her ebony black hair reaches about shoulder-blade in length to her back as her eyes are ebony black as well that tend to stand out against her olive toned skin and burgandy red lips .. her skin naturally dark tanned with splotches and spots of a leapard present along her shoulders, back of her arms and back itself leading to her butt no tail present of her feline background but her ears are slightly pointy and protrude occasionally through her tresses of ebony curls showing her elven heritage passed down to her from the father .. To look upon her is breath taking as her graceful walk and cat-like appearance seems to be graciously thought out as with each and every movement she makes is like watching a breeze blowing thorugh the wind with such gracefulness .. wearing a matching shimmering silvery blue skirt that hugs and wraps around her hips well revealing her naked ass firmly as it is tied on the side leaving a long slit reaching her bare feet for her toned legs to peek through .. her well rounded mounds held firmly with a matching shimmering silvery blue halter top that ties around her neck and back that seem to glow against her olive toned skin....and occasionally a dark blue hooded cloak to protect her from the cool air as well as her mage robe to protect her from spells the best she knows how ..... Wizards mark of a Wolf's Head Scrolled upon her Sex's mound with a double S upon the wolf's forhead .. Property of Silver Shadow. His claw's touch drawing over the dark skin gently, coming to her suppled thighs, slipping between to part them to his touch, forcing them to spread if needed, His hand's claw touching, pressing just above those tender petals of her warmth, murmuring growlings coming from his throat as the taloned Claw tips glowed softly, tracing patterns over he dark flesh, slowly forming to stand in stark a contrast... that of a ghostly wolf's head...His snouted lips pulled back in a silent snarl, gleaming, glowing iceblue eyes appearing upon his features, staring at her with a fiery intensity, two obisidian { S's } scrawled upon the forehead of the wolf's head being scrolled into her mound's flesh, his own pale eyes lifting to the girl slowly as he finished the mark upon her, his voice rumbling slowly from the depths of his massive chest,”...ya no longer have control over yer life Xyberia...ya are mine completely...mine to do with as I wish...ya defy me and ya will have even less freedoms within this life...and ya will only be able to pray that the next will be kinder...understood! Large black male Clydesdale with a white star on his forehead and white fur on his hooves. (1slot){Given to her by Master Silver Shadow}
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