This is what you might see if you looked at me on Furrymuck...
It's hard to tell which feature catches your eye
first - her sleek figure, her glimmering green eyes, or her majestic wings.
Peggy would be a six-foot tall statue carved of coal, if not for the
way she continually shifts her balance from one foot to the other, causing
her inky scales to shimmer with her every move.
Her arms are often crossed beneath her breasts, the short claws of one hand tapping lazily on the other upper arm. Peggy's slim, athletic form is covered with old blue jeans and a loose shirt, her vast, translucent wings rising behind her. The shirt is almost faded into invisibility, and has more than a few little holes. After study, the design is revealed as Opus the Penguin with a wild wig, playing a plunger, above the words "Sold my Soul to Rock and Roll".
She looks your way and smiles mysteriously. Long,
membranous ears twitch restlessly as the ragged row of long spines rising
from her short, black hair bob up and down with every shift of her mood.
Occasional puffs of thin smoke rise from the nostrils at the end of her
elegantly curved muzzle. Peggy's thin tail, half again as long as the rest
of her, swishes erratically behind her, giving brief glimpses of its
multiply-flanged tip, and briefer ones of the golden bracelet near its
base. A ring rides on her left ring-finger, thin golden arabesques
clutching a tiny ruby.
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