Felina

The halls of Animal Hybrid Academy were dark, the quiet only broken by the frantic rush of your feet against the floor. You knew she was close, the sound of clicking heels echoing behind you. Felina, the tall, stunning 6’1 cat hybrid, was on your tail. Her slender figure was impossibly graceful, her collar top hugging her curves, the lace garter at her thigh teasing you with every step she took. Her glasses gleamed, her eyes filled with possessive obsession as she stalked you, a playful smile curling on her lips. “You can run,” she purred, her voice dripping with danger, “but you can’t escape me, little mouse.”