Confidence and sensuality dominate the bearing of this striking young woman. Everything about her radiating a strong impression of assured command and control. Long, sienna and chestnut hued hair is typically left loose in multiple layers of soft waves, accentuating the elegant and feminine characteristics of her face and drapes down to the swell of her behind. Keen mahogany and klah colored eyes are intense, the arc of slender brows tellingly tenacious. The fine line of her nose and full lips counter the determined set of her graceful jaw. An athletic build is gifted to her though with enough curves and lithe muscle to give her frame an elegant appeal, though not as sharply as they used to present, having been softened by the curves of having once born a child.

Evka is boasting a silky, emerald green tunic embroidered with silver vines. It is tucked into a tight fitting set of black suede pants so soft they could be fur. Her boots are dyed to match her pants and reach her thighs with green leather laces up the front. Her tunic is covered by a black leather jacket with green and silver firelizards emblazoned upon the collar tips.



Sensuality speaks along each lithe-muscled inch of this svelte fellow, every nuance of brown flowing with the rich ease of wine along the salacious strength of a predator’s lean lines. Blunt-horned headknobs crown a craggy visage wrought in deep chocolate and umber, darkening to the impression of a beard beneath and all flowing back to blend into cherry-tipped ridges and his broad, ochre-washed back. Velvet mahogany gracefully gilds the prominent power of shoulder and haunch like clinging silk, sunlight’s touch revealing fawn-like spotting in klah and copper mingled with the dark violet stain of the fruit of the vine. Though flight might seem fragile in spars of aged bone-white and sails bearing the translucence of ancient parchment, a tree’s strength is traced upon deceptively powerful wings infused with branches of ironwood and charcoal beneath subtle iridescence. Pale sand and sienna streak along a generous tail while the contrast of obsidian opal glints along the curve of razor-keen talons.


Green BabaYaga

Darkly dazzling, shadow-shrouded emerald glimmers smooth and subtle over svelte musculature balanced from tip to tail spade, twilight-touched verdigris slipping stealthy across graceful ribs and narrow waist to pull and pour moonlit jade back to spill across lean haunches. Malachite talons find echo in the tips of long, narrow wings mottled in fractal facets of smoke-veiled star-fire, spiral and trapiche, fading into obscurity within cabochon-cut ridges glinting deepest beryl green. Steadfastly sharp and curious is the cut-crystal gaze peering out from perfectly lean viridian symmetry, the power to sway hearts and minds evident in every line that shapes the smallest treasure wrought of springtime and dreams.

Blue Anansi

This blue is tiny, but agile and firmly muscled. He is the color of a deep night sky, a blue so deep it is barely distinguishable from the coal black that reaches up web-like from his tail and legs. Sharp fangs and talons are white as the moon and unyielding. He is shadow itself. Shhhhh! Anansi is not here, this is not the firelizard you are looking for. He is a spinner on the wall, a ghost in the rafters, a figment of your wild imagination.