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[Name]: Lyriandra Thramihre
[Race]: Anthropomorphic Wolf (Winter)
[Sex]: Female
[Age]: 190
[Height]: 5'7"
[Build]: Busty, Callipygian
[Hair]: Silver-White. Spilling down her back in waves.
[Eyes]: Luminous Cyan
[Skin]: Pale
[Ears]: Lupine, and velvety.
[Scent]: Elderflower & Citrus


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[Description]: -
Cyan, luminous eyes gaze around, taking in the world around herself with a thoughtful countenance. Silver-white hair spills from the crown of her head, collecting about her shoulders to spill over her chest. The platinum waves brush down to the base of her shoulder-blades, but on occasion might be seen dragged up into a bun. Long canine ears rise above her head, coated with velvet-soft fur. Both are adorned with delicate earrings which sway as she moves; sharp sounds causing them to twitch slightly.

Her face is beautiful, accented by high cheekbones and full lips. Soft facial tattoos are present, as if a cultural norm for her kind, and seem designed flow the the contours of her cheekbones. A swan-like neck supports her head, adorned with an adornment of silver and moonstone.

Beneath her chest fills out with heavy, matronly curves to make this beauty unmistakably female in profile; her bosom filling out her clothes in a fashion many might consider obscene; straining against the trapping snugness of her attire.

A waspish waist serves to simply frame the swell of her chest and the curve of broad childbearing hips beneath; a thick and juicy rump dipping and rising with each snap of a heel against the ground.
Allowing a pair of long, tapering legs to reach towards the ground, padding through the world on dainty feet.

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[The Lewd]: -
What befell this beauty to twist her so, it would be hard to say. The scent that pervaded her was sweet like perfume, cloying like narcotic claws that seek to dig into the mind and draw forth primal and bestial urges. . . Violence, would come secondary to the aching desire that burned in ones loins.

Between those lovely thighs, her sex was a furnace for procreation, forging writhing spawn from almost any species that she deemed to bed; likely even prolific in number and swift in gestation.

This was some broodmother that yearned in no uncertain terms to serve the terrible whims of uncontrolled, greedy desire and drag it kicking and screaming from the dark corners of even a saintly mind; laid bare before all to see.

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[Footnotes]

[Reds]: Breaking server rules, ageplay/paedophilia, infantilism.

[Some Faves]: Rough Ground Pounding Sessions, Woeful Buttstuff, Big Dicks, Breast Play, Corruption, Scratching/Biting, Hair Tugging, Marking, Grievously Messy Scenes, Transformation, Risk of Pregnancy, Monstrous Races, The Knot, Beastfolk, and other Good Girl activities.

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