Shrike

Isobel is a slip of a girl, she doesn't appear like much standing at barely five foot five, her body is lithe and her fur is a golden russet brown. Her chest, neck and stomach fur is a pure white as is the underside of her tail and the fur between her legs, and her russet brown pelt is speckled with white spots. Her eyes are a soft milky brown.

Her legs are long and slender as is the rest of her body. Her bust is a modest c-cup size although people have spotted her leaving the club having gained a few sizes in cups which always seems to mysteriously disappear before she returns. People also reported her having gained a gut on a few occasions before leaving the club, which also vanishes before she returns, Isobel, of course, denies everything saying that the people who say those things have obviously been taking unhealthy things.

The inside of her ears are also a pure white. She wears a short skirt that clings tightly to her backside and perky tail, she wears a tanktop to keep herself modest and usually wears large gothy boots on the dance floor.

The harmless looking little doe is actually an adherent of the Goddess of Hunt, Artemis. The reason the doe trawls the dance floors is to look for people who won't be missed if they do go missing.

Of course, she does tend to bite off more than she can chew but the fun is in the Hunt. Whether she ends up eaten or eating is immaterial to the doe. Any prey brought down is a praise to her Goddess and when one worships a Goddess of Hunters, there come certain benefits, the Goddess likes Isobel's work and will restore the deer if she does get eaten and digested by anyone who might want to see her permanently dead.



Due to a rather fun game that I played in a certain Garden I now have an alt. (More to come. I swear)
She is called Apple.
A worshiper of both Gaea and Artemis, she looked exactly like a doe apart from the green nature of her fur and certain other features. Her fur is a light healthy green of an apple before its season, her spots in her fur are now a deep rich red, the colour of a properly seasoned and delicious apple.

Her hair still remains the dark brown it was before, though it now resembles more the bark of a tree and has grown longer to hang around her hips, two large plaits hang from her hair bound down the back of her hair, if one was particularly observant they might be able to see the conscious movements of the plaits, they are nice rough bark vines that can easily hold reluctant prey or merely serve as another pair of hands when Apple is especially busy.

A sweet scent wafts from her, it is the mouth watering smell of apples in perfect season, it is almost irresistible to anyone who might desire her. It grows sweeter whenever she has eaten someone her body using their nutrients to fuel the scent lure to bring in more prey to her, much like predator plants in the wild, the more successful she becomes the more dangerous she becomes.