mrs. catford: hybrid sketch
picture this: a sage-like body, tall and fluid, but with fur-tips, a tail, and eyes that gleam like polished glass.
not cartoon-kitten cute, not overdone femme fatale — something in between.
the kind of presence that makes you pause: approachable smile, claws hidden, but you know they’re there.
i move like a whisper.
hips swaying soft, steps measured, tail curling in rhythm.
grace in the front, calculation underneath.
cute enough to lure you in, sexy enough to keep you hooked, and precise enough to gut an excuse with one line.
mr. catford is grit and bite.
me? i’m sugar laced with steel.
i purr when i want, i claw when i must.
i don’t waste time on soft targets — i wait, i watch, i strike.
and when i do, you’ll wonder how something that smiled so sweet left scars you can’t forget.
human enough to charm.
cat enough to kill the moment with silence.
cute, sharp, and yes — dangerous.
🐾🔥
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