lullaby && af

[x december]

sing it nowlullaby
watch my heart beat fastershe-cat
feel it nowtwenty-four moons
like silk on your skinaurora's faithful
a song designed to killhunter

i'm in the business of misery;
let's take it from the top

Watch carefully, and you just might see her pass by. Lullaby is as fleeting as her name; her appearance as soft and gentle. Let's begin on the paws. Lullaby pads on four small, petite paws, each well-formed. Every toe is seperated by a line of smoky grey fur. Hidden within each paw is a set of bright, lunar-silver claws, ready to rip through flesh and fur if need's be. Moving on to her legs. Lullaby's paws arch upward into her long, slender limbs. They are supple and slim, lending the swiftness of a flying fove. Her forelegs curve upward into her shoulders, too pointed wings of bone. These are designed for agility rather than power. Lullaby's shoulders roll into her spine, which then drips from between her hind legs into her tail. Her tail is a being of soft fur, moving with liquid grace. Lullaby's muzzle is a gentle curve, raised slightly from her face. Her nose is not black or rose pink; it is a pale, silvery grey, like young rainclouds. Her eyes are set above her muzzle, two narrow shapes. They are rimmed in bright silver-grey, and filled in a cloudy indigo. They give her a dreamy, yet alert look. Lullaby's ears are two large triangles atop her head, well-furred and angular.

Lullaby's coat is short and thick, designed to keep her slender frame warm on the coldest of nights. It lengthens slightly in some places, but she could never be called more than shorthaired. Lullaby's stomach carries a thicker coating of fur than the rest of her body, though it grows wispy on the longer strands. Her tail is truly spectacular; a brush of long, silky fur. Lullaby's fur could be seen as plain white, but only at a glance. Look closer, deeper, and you will see the true depths of colour in her fur. Yes, it is white, but fringed with silver-grey. In moonlight, she glows a spangled silver. In the brightest sunlight, she gains flashes of metallic grey. Lullaby's coat finishes off her description in a truly beautiful way.

she's got a body like an hourglass;
it's ticking like a clock

Stare into those dreamy eyes, and you'll be stuck. Caught. Lullaby has a quality to her that makes her irresistable. She speaks, and you do as she says. She yowls, and you run. She is a truly mesmorizing cat. Lullaby has a slow, hypnotic voice that is the centre of her power. She can weave a poem or song that keeps cats hooked until she can get what she wants. She is a faithful servant to Aurora and would die for her goddess. Lullaby is a calm, peaceful she-cat, but would become a ruthless killer if that was what was decreed. Lullaby is fairly friendly to most cats, but she can change in the space of a single second. She has a civil tongue, but her heart is a striped mess of black and white. Though she is a good cat on the outside, inside she is a puppet of Aurora.