Snatcher

           “Should I have been more romantic, I would blame it on destiny  — I am not romantic.” Her index finger extended && transformed into a TALON. She traced it along his jaw. “Dear little snake boy, what brings you all the way here? You’re standing on my REAPING ground.” By that she meant the seedy bar. In a few moments, she would be taking a corrupt soul to hell. She’s waiting for the kill.

Her true form has elements of a hawk and eagle. Her hands and feet shift into talons, wings sprout from her arms, and her eyes turn gold, giving her heightened vision. Her screeches can be ear-piercing but she doesn’t utilize it as a weapon. She is not super strong or fast. Despite faster healing, she is vulnerable to getting hurt or killed like any other mortal. That doesn’t matter much when she can quite literally walk back from the Underworld. She can choose the degree to transform.