Aug 21, 2021
@mountaingrips
Byron wasn’t prone to being easily impressed, and had seen plenty of strangeness to not be moved by most.
However, the large tiger man was a new one.
Most of the sentient non - human beings in his world were on the smaller size, and the one who was gigantic was a mash of many different human pieces, patchwork, yes, but still human, more or less.
The tiger had his mind whirling with questions. Were all of his species as such, or was he a product of having a human in his bloodline? How many colors could he see?
A hand found its way under his chin, stroking his beard in heavy thought as he unintentionally stared.
