Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20180804222034/@comment-26108027-20180916194421

The cheetah stares coldly ahead. She has an almost regal aura about her. She's wearing grey clothes smudged with dirt and blood, and there's an amber earring on a delicate gold chain dangling from her ear. The three-pointed leaf looks awfully familiar.

The fox, on the other hand, has a wild, untamed spirit that's practically glowing around him. The markings on his fur are Old Lineyan, easily recognized by the closely-bunched, gracefully looping letters. He's wearing a simple silver pauldron and brown pants. He leeps glancing around warily, his ears and tail twitching at every sound.