She is one of my Pathfinder RPG characters. In our world there is two subrace of catfolk, she is a mix of them, resembling both of her parents, you could say something between a lion and a snow leopard.
She is a poisoner rogue. Don't ever trust the food she had touched!
The party is a bunch of outlaws: me, an otterfolk, a wolffolk, and a kobold. We are in a kingdom where it is forbidden to be a 'monster'. We had to escape from a labour camp, now we are fugitives.
We seized a good and forsaken hideout in a catacomb of an old temple where earlier a strange monster-fan sect had resided. (The sect had been overrun by some paladin of a new-age religion, however most of the members died in that day, the sect survived and it is blossoming in an other city).
We got some strange visions in our dreams, we found out its source is coming from a strange statue, it still has some magic left.
We roam the city at night, and do ...slightly... illegal things, like robbery and such.
Aaand I have my reason to come from my beautiful and civilized country into this barbaric land, but it is a secret