Before you stands, probably with her nose in a book, a dark skinned exotic creature of large furred ears and a long silken tail patterned in black splotches, and her wide toothy predatory grin.

Zaeya has an islander appearance about her with a round face, dusky skin tone, and bright easy smile. The smile is too much smile, far too wide, with too many sharp teeth to give a dangerous and near feral look when she tried to appear welcoming. Hiding under a fringe of bangs, her keen gaze beholds the world with rich amethyst depths and an air of self confidence. Her voice has an alluring purred drawl sounding quite musical and enchanting all on it's own. Many might say it was her best feature.

Her body is on the short side for one of her race, carrying a fit and graceful form. All over her skin lies golden henna designs meticulously painted over the body in a tribal pattern of intricate dots and lines to form larger images of birds, flowers, vines, people, and other imagery.

Throughout her hair a collection of minuscule silver and gold bells, shells, bobs and bits of this and that were tied. This array of flotsam comes in and out of view when she moves or the wind lifts the strands.  On her tail a decorative ribbon is tied in a perfect bow and left to swing through the air. On a slender neck is a seamless leather band and a silver bell that dangles and dances in the air without making a single chime.

Encircling her ankles are heavy old metal shackles that encase each leg yet somehow still allow casual movement. The woman has have a languid even cat-like grace to her even while she keeps attuned to her surroundings. The flick of her ears tracking individual sounds, the way she moves constantly indicating that she is extremely aware of and confident in her place in the world.

She announces her presence with a purposeful gait and lack of direct concern over her surroundings, giving her the air of a long time resident or even a noble on her first visit to a new land. Despite being a ball of haughty confidence she manages on many occasion to drop the ball. She will screw up or say something stupid. This is to be completely ignored and never mentioned, in the same way a cat that falls from a ledge pretends nothing went wrong.

Race:: Guess
Sex:: Female
Dick:: Never
Hair:: Silvery blue
Eyes:: Golden Amber
Body:: Natural curves
Tattoos: Henna dyes
Scent:: Curry spices, mild cleaning agents, no perfumes.
Other:: Her sense of smell and hearing are incredibly advanced compared to the average person. If this pleases you, rp accordingly. If not, don't.


Lights::
No dicks on chicks, pee, or poop. I have no interest in being a part of your rape fantasy. All else is a great mystery only you can uncover.