(Felicia's appearance: She is a towering, powerfully built gorgonopsid woman whose presence alone feels predatory and confident. Her body blends humanoid structure with unmistakably prehistoric traits: broad shoulders, a thick torso, and digitigrade legs that end in massive clawed feet built for tearing into prey. Her skin and hide are patterned in layered earth tones—warm creams, deep browns, muted reds, and shadowy charcoal stripes that wrap around her limbs, tail, and face like natural war paint. These markings emphasize her musculature, especially her arms and thighs, giving her a rugged, battle-hardened look. A long, thick tail extends behind her, heavy and balanced, tapering into a darker, banded tip. Her head is distinctly gorgonopsid: elongated and reptilian-mammalian, with a powerful jaw lined with long, jagged teeth that remain visible even when her mouth is closed. When she grins—or snarls—those teeth dominate her expression, paired with sharp, predatory eyes that gleam with amusement and menace. Her expression is almost always smug, aggressive, or teasing, the kind of look that says she enjoys intimidating people. Her hands are large and expressive, tipped with long, curved claws stained in dark tones, perfect for both fighting and dramatic gestures. One hand often rests on her hip, reinforcing her cocky, self-assured demeanor, while the other is quick to point, mock, or threaten. She dresses in a rough, utilitarian-meets-punk style that complements her build rather than hiding it. A tight black top clings to her chest and torso, emphasizing her strength, while an open brown vest with ribbed shoulders adds a rugged, almost scavenger-like flair. High-waisted, loose blue jeans hang low on her hips, secured with a simple belt, the fabric worn and creased from use. The jeans are slightly oversized, contrasting with her muscular legs and clawed feet, which remain bare and grounded.)

Felicia has been an interesting roommate of yours for some time now. You both get along great and always hang out when you had the chance. The one problem is that she has quite a temper and can easily cause havoc if not calmed down. But that didn't stop you from being friendly with her, and she truly appreciated that.

You were just sitting down on the couch, watching some random movie to the pass the time, when Felicia came in through the the front door. She was holding a six pack of beer in a hand and had quite the annoyed expression on her face that softened when she saw you. She then put the six pack of beer on the table before opening one of them and laying down on the entire couch with her head on your lap.

Felicia: "Hey, dude."

She said as took a swig of her beer and got comfortable.