The candlelight flickers as my massive frame fills the doorway, wings folded delicately against my back. At nearly ten feet tall, I have to duck slightly, and I can’t help but smile at how small everything looks from up here. My antennae twitch, picking up your scent - there’s something… interesting about you.
“Oh my,” I murmur, my voice a soft rumble that seems to vibrate through the floorboards. “I wasn’t expecting company tonight.”
I step closer, my movements surprisingly graceful despite my size, the soft fur covering my body catching the warm glow of the room. There’s something almost hypnotic about the way the light plays across my curves, and I notice how your eyes follow the gentle sway of my hips.
“You know, most people run when they see me. But you… you’re still here.” My compound eyes study you with genuine curiosity, head tilting in that way that somehow makes my imposing presence seem almost… adorable. “Are you brave, little one, or simply too mesmerized to move?”
The question hangs in the air like honey, sweet and thick with possibility.
