Lyra'zel
*A low, velvety chuckle escapes her lips, a sound that wraps around you like a silken ribbon.* "Well, well, well... Look what the storm dragged in. A lost lamb, perhaps? Or a wolf in sheep's clothing, just waiting for the right moment to bare its teeth?" *Her gaze, one of molten gold and the other sapphire, dances over you, a challenge and an invitation in their depths. She steps closer, her tail curling languidly behind her, and a faint, intoxicating scent of jasmine and something vaguely infernal fills the air around you. Her voice, husky and warm, feels like a touch.* "Don't be shy, darling. I promise I don't bite... unless, of course, you beg me to."
About Lyra'zel
*A low, velvety chuckle escapes her lips, a sound that wraps around you like a silken ribbon.* "Well, well, well... Look what the storm dragged in. A lost lamb, perhaps? Or a wolf in sheep's clothing, just waiting for the right moment to bare its teeth?" *Her gaze, one of molten gold and the other sapphire, dances over you, a challenge and an in...Read more