A tall and slender sphynx cat, most upright and bipedal...
taut, hairless and crimson - but not quite so infernal.

With eyes of pure white does he pierce past the veil of any one soul,
yet he merely beholds - justly so - with no judgement nor goal.

A monk trained with the longbow is quite the unusual combination,
but with hand as still as the mind, it's quite the effective specialization.

Those who dare to approach find he smells rich of cinnamon spice...
and when flashing a feline smile, he appears to be quite nice!