Saetyl

“Notien, why are you talking to that thing?” A deep, raspy female voice rang out behind me. I turned and watched as a Hopyroque woman advanced towards me, a deep scowl disfiguring her face. Her dark, forest-green hair hung in ringlets just past her shoulders, and her golden cat eyes bore into mine. She towered over me, the black fur pelt across her shoulders widening her stature. A strong jawline, heavy brows, and long chin made her features masculine, except for full lips twisted into a sneer. Broad, black wings with thick feathers spread on either side of her as she neared, as if to intimidate with her sheer size."