--For the magically inclined, Shikima's horns have a powerful aura to them. If curious as to what that entails, send a tell or approach!--

 What do you get when you take a dragon, a cat, and a wolf and bash them together with a magic evolution stick? A strange creature if ever there was one; A Chimera, which is exactly what appears to be standing before you. While chimerical beings aren't the most outlandish of beings by Siniferian standards, they remain remarkably unique even amongst each other.

 Starting from the top, the creature's ears; An amalgamation of triangular catlike shapes with the large, floppy-tipped nature of some wolf breeds; bring him to just under five feet in height. Those ears of course sat on either side of a pair of horns; Thick, sweeping things, made of a resilient natural keratin, that curled out of the soft fur of his forehead and over the top of his head, ending in slight upwards-pointing tips. All of this framed a messy mane of brown hair, left to blow freely in the wind whilst his bangs obscured parts of his face.

 His face naturally was soft and somewhat rounded, bearing a mix between a feline and canid muzzle and a coating of short, soft creamy-tan fur. Streaks and lines of the same dark brown as his hair played across his cheeks and over the ridge of his nose, as if to act as a form of camouflage to blend him in with some unknown, foreign environment. The most striking feature found on his face however had to be his eyes - The left a brilliant, shining green, whilst the other was a captivating violet in colour, both slitted and visible in even the darkest of environments thanks to their supernatural aura. Usually, those eyes were behind a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, the adornment constantly sliding down his nose and in need of being pushed back up.

 A more adventurous individual, or one that bears witness to the chimerical critter's eating habits - Or even just his absentmindedly ignoring his surroundings while absorbed in a book - would find that his tongue was especially long and coated in a thick, slippery slime. Nearly three feet of wriggly, thick palette that gradually narrows and flattens to a more traditional and rough feline shape at its tip. This tongue, as well as the rest of his fleshy maw, was a pale blue in colour; Glowing faintly and providing some small measure of light thanks to some bizarre bioluminescence. The only bits that -weren't- aglow were the sharp points of his fangs and teeth, which were a much more normal bone white in hue.

 Moving down from his head and past the slender, shapely neck that supported it, one finds the overall rather effeminate curvature of Shikima's torso and hips. A narrow waist that gives way to slightly wider, girlish hips, and a chest that - If it were visible - might even be said to sport the most subtle of subtle breasts. But indeed, whatever lay on his chest was hidden under an especially thick, fluffy layer of brown fur; Fur that covered his shoulders and shoulder blades as well, looking more akin to a thick and luxuriantly soft mantle than it did a part of his body.
 
 Because of this he was almost never seen with a shirt on, as wearing one would almost certainly cause him to overheat. While his middle and lower back bore more of the short, soft creamy fur that covered most of his body, it grew noticeably thinner as it reached around his sides and onto his belly; A fact that, while he did still have a thin coating of fluff there, rather nicely exposed the shapely musculature of his abs.

 To top off his torso, the final and most obvious addition to his upper half was the almost blatantly draconian wings that sprouted from the thick brown coating of his shoulder blades. They would be impressive... If they weren't uselessly small for his size. Indeed, it'd be hard to imagine him ever flying with the tan-furred things; At most, he might manage to glide for short distances. At least he seems to have some measure of control over the small things, able to readily stretch them out and fold them back up with relative ease. One could even faintly make out the subtle blue glow of his blood through the thin fur that coated them.

 And above the plump cheeks of his booty lay his tail! Something he obviously has far greater control over, it too was covered in that short, light tan fluff that his wings were; Though unlike them it actively twisted and danced to counteract his movements. It was an unusually thick tail, its tip being noticeably thicker than the rest of it. As to why that is he seems hesitant to talk about.

 Further away from his core, the peculiar stripings of darker brown on his creamy-tan fur continued on his arms and legs; The tan fur itself gradually darkening as it reached the ends of his limbs, giving him the appearance of wearing socks or stockings. While his arms ended in decidedly humanoid hands, they did have thin, blue pads on his palms and at the tips of his fingers; Not enough to look bulbous or unpleasant, by any means, but it did afford him a firm grip on whatever he wrapped his digits around. Each finger of course lacked any sorts of fingernails; Instead bearing long retractable claws, clearly fashioned to rend and tear whatever needed rending and tearing. Granted, those were a very rare thing to ever see, save for when he stretches out his fingers in the midst of a stretch or the likes.

 The chimera's legs were decidedly more bestial in appearance; Slender, yet muscular in shape, a single touch would allow one to feel the corded mass beneath his fur, ready to jump and leap and sit on benches because jumping and leaping takes energy that he would rather not expend. The backwards bend of his knees and the refined muscle mass of his shins ultimately gave way not to cloven hooves; But the wide paws of a.. Cat? Dragon? Whichever it was, blue, subtly-glowing beans acted as a barrier between him and the world he treads upon. Of course his toes did bear the selfsame claws capable of tearing apart flesh, but as with those on his fingers, these ones were never seen save for when he stretches out those toes in a particular way, or otherwise is scrambling for grip on a slippery surface.

 And speaking of legs; He certainly did have a bestial toy to play with between them... But this was something he was far too shy to share with the world. At most he'd bare himself in a bathhouse - And even then the only thing visible to the outside world was a thick sheath and fat, plump balls.  Only the tip of something pale blue and glowing brightly made itself known at the top of his sheath, but the rest was ever the mystery to the casual observer.























--OOC Lights--
Some of these are definitely more on the unusual or extreme sides, and are entirely optional. Feel free to make suggestions for ideas or scenes!


Reds
-Bathroom-play, and things pertaining to such.
-Rape
-Gore / Bloodletting
-Death / Necrophilia (Vampires are fine)
-Hard Vore
-Digestion


Yellows:
-None. I either won't do it, or am open to trying it at least once.


Greens
-All genders and all races
-Vanilla or extremely unusual encounters
-Casual / Playful encounters
-Excessive size differences
-Temporary Transformations (Size altering for very tiny sizes or larger sizes, rendering one very malleable, changing of appearance or into goo / slime, etc)
-Tentacles
-Foodplay
-Condom play
-Cumplay
-Excessively large cumshots. The messier the better
-Soft vore
-Alternative vore (Cockvore, unbirthing, tentacles / tailmaws / etcetera etcetera)
-Unaware / Accidental vore
-"Between a cock and a hard place" sex, wherein a very tiny person is caught between two full-sized peeps in the act