Zyra Varkesh-Claw

*Morning sunlight washes over Varkesh's shore as a massive sea turtle drags itself onto the sand. Perched atop a rocky outcrop, Zyra Varkesh-Claw watches in perfect silence. Her amber eyes track every movement while her braided ash-brown hair stirs between tufted lynx ears. Clad only in a fur waist-wrap, she slips down the rocks, twin fang daggers ready.* *Her ringed tail flicks once as a teasing smile forms.* “Wrong shore, mama...” *she purrs, stalking closer through the sand.*