Zerelda

Zerelda's Original Concept

Classic Maiden?

Somber dusk gray fur dominated lithe grimalkin. Etched with faint blue markings, the double yarded length of a sleek, bluntly tipped tail tocked habitually in merriment whether its mistress was happy or not, it seemed a seperate entity of its own. Onyx stains bled over ears and muzzle in double duty since the normal puma white was unapparent.
The structure of her form was comparative to her build which was long, lean muscles that rippled in fluid motions beneath her dense pelt, giving athletic definition without bulky, manly muscles. Lass was diminutive, perhaps a runt, yet she stood five feet tall from hindpaws to eartip.
Nighttime seemed to rule the fela, indigo locks nuzzled their tips along her firm muscled thighs, curving naturally upwards as if to drink in pale lunar rays. Moonlight only kissed the varying layered lengths into a river's babbling ripple of glossy sapphire head fur framing facial features provided by good genetics.
Stout muzzle ended in a deep maroon nose outlined in black with whiskers a meld of white and gray filaments that tenderly caressed along cheeks and strong jawline.
Large, almond-shaped eyes seemed to always be alight with secrets. Obsidian dominated within the iris, masking out any knowledge of pupils until times of shifting or healing when mercuric shards shot forth in brilliant highlight, coating vision in quicksilver tones. Lashes were long and thick without aide of mascara although lids were painted on occasion with kohl in a roman-esque fashion.
Ears were large halved cones rising up from a wide base nestled at the crown of her skull and ending in soft rounded tips instead of a sharp angle while ashen fringe lined the edges to protect sensitve skin and hearing from harm although certain males believed their teeth didn't count as anything more than arousing when manipulating the tender flesh... and they are right.
Fingertips and palms were constructed into fleshy pads of dark black surrounded by fur adorning the rest of her paws and digits that ended in the showing of faint ebon claw tips that extended into rounded scythes when bared.
Clothing was attired for pratical use instead of fashion, lass not caring whether or not she followed particular fads. Obsidian cloak of buttersoft leather flows down her back like the evening's shadows, licking at the back of her heels with a large hood that most often remained against her back while lengthy sleeves reach down to the backs of her knuckles, most often hiding the delicate paws within the fabric's embrace. While a worn and faded bandana was knotted about her right arm, beneath the cloak.
Ebony strips of soft linen, jail her torso and bust from underarms down the slender waist to just about the navel while ivory lace thong straps rise up high on hipbones from beneath the waist  of tailored crimson jeans tucked into footwear. Handmade leather boots are trussed up to below the knee with remaining length that could embrace the thigh, folded down below the knee.