Her ears twitch with every sound across the open savannah. Stripes aren’t painted... they grow from her skin, echoing the predator that shares her blood. The feline eyes, the long black hair bound behind tiger-marked ears, and the sleek bikini designed like a second pelt... nothing about her is human by chance. She’s a hybrid: half woman, half tiger, made for heat, stealth, and survival.
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