Short Desc.
Name: Dyna Matair
Species: White Liger (lion Tiger)
Height: 6'4''
weight: 230 lbs of raw muscle.
build: Extremely muscular yet extremely agile
Preference: Bi
Sex Style: Mutual (Can go top or bottom or share in you equally)
Age: 21

Full Desc.
Light cascading through a window is hardly a fantastic event; however, coupled with a handsome silhouette the mundane begins to acquire your interest. On further inquisition, the shade gives form to a white bipedal feline leaning against the window sill with arms folded. The closer you step to the figure the thicker the air becomes, as if your arms gain age and your legs grow feeble. You realize this mysterious fur carry with him the commanding presence of most big cats, yet this feline somehow exhumed a tasteful elitism; royalty caressed by gentle hearts.

With each step forward your pulse quickens as you make out more of the fur’s form. The cat’s golden eyes seem to be gazing into an unknown distance, judging and contemplating various enigmas. Handsome black stripes race along his cheek fur yearning for those kind piercing eyes but failing to touch. Tracing down the perfect curves of his neck, the stripes seem to suggest the bravado of their ebony by turning faint to the encompassing white fur. In essence, the stripes along the feline’s muscled arms and sculpted sides fade at their tips if only to emphasize their cores. The cat’s powerful black clawed paws betray their sensitive pads even as they suggest an exotic danger. Devoid of any stripes, well defined abs hint a methodic sensuality as hard black nipples mark each side of his chest.

Closing to a few feet from the feline, your eyes follow his abs to the tuft of crotch fur leading to a revealing bulge upon his black jeans. Muscular legs fill out the obscurity of the cloth. Within the torrent of calm, the distinct scent of lilacs confounds you while breeding warmth within your breast. Holding what last vestiges of self that remain, you still your violent shivering as you fail to walk nonchalantly before the cat’s sight. Giving a sideways glance to the feline, you end up captured in his steady gaze only to establish an empathy with your captor as you realize the feline was going through the same emotions as you are. The breathless Moment turns to eternity as you search each other's soul. Ultimately breaking the ensuing silence, the embarassed feline carries a warm smile and extends his hand your way with a simple: “welcome.”