Known as Aleena “Rose” Delarosa, a slender, graceful feline walks on stage. Her exact species is hard to pin down, but it is clear she takes a lot of her attributes from the lynx while she retains the soft and silky fur of the domesticated cat species. The lights on the stage turns to a lustrous red, dimmed a little for the atmosphere as the dancer lets the flow of the intense flamenco music vibrates through her whole body. Her companion on stage appears to be a light piece of silk that would normally serve as a scarf, but this time, it floats gently into the air as the Aleena twirls, leans, spins and moves around. Each of her steps are calculated and soft. Her hands wave and sway around with precision. Her face, eyes closed, show an expression of pure passion, happy to let others drink her form with their eyes as she lets the music possess her on stage.
Her fur, a soft pastel pink and snow white interrupted by streaks of violet of the reddish kind, looks soft even from afar and well kept. It is obvious that the dancer takes great care of it, often brushing it and keeping it healthy. As Aleena moves about on stage, in a beautiful and frilly long red dress that leaves her shoulder bare, the shape of roses would be seen seemingly painted on her fur like a tattoo in the same color as her violet marking. The feline wasn’t born with such intricate markings and had to go through the same process as a tattoo where a special ink was inserted into her skin that dyes her fur as it grows. This process must be renewed every few months. As her time on the show comes to an end, Rose seems to wake up from a pleasant dream as she opens her sky blue eyes and find a few friends in the crowd. She walks off stage and meets with them at a table where she smiles, laughs and enjoys a glass of fine wine.
Ladies and gentlemen, feast your eyes on miss Delarosa, the wild Rose!
Later that evening, when the good and honest folks have gone home after a fun night of drinking and dancing, the feline can be found at a different location, in a shadier, but no less known part of town where her proper dress is replaced by the exotic blue garments of a middle eastern belly dancer, with fine thin golden chains dangling about her body. The stage lights up from the ground up with spots as the same dancer as before comes on stage. This time, her moves are much more provocative. The music is fittingly energetic, full of tribal beat as Aleena uses a long strand of golden silk that comes from the ceiling and plays with it, entangling her body in it and letting it rub against her bare fur like a river of golden water. From time to time, she teases her audience by leaning toward the crowd and touching a customer or two only to take her place back on the center stage.
Again, as if possessed by the music playing, the sultry woman ensnares the attention of the eyes laid upon her with her passion and her dedication to her act, showing the curves of her body and teasing them under every angle as she lets the silk of the stage as well as her own fingers run free in her fur. Her skimpy outfit leaves little to the imagination, yet hides enough that most would love nothing else, but to see her remove them, something that she hints at several time during her show, but never proceeds any further with the idea. As the music comes to a stop and Aleena starts walking in circle around the stage, looking into the crowd, the excitation becomes palpable. The audience cheers and raises their hands in an attempt to bring her attention to them. Then, the feline smirks and points to a particular individual and beckons them over. After they climb on stage with her, she bows down to the crowd, blows a kiss to them and walks away with the chosen, lucky one, disappearing backstage for the night. Words of torrid nights, weird fantasies and even rumors of magic and disappearances travel through the crowds like wild fire until the next show girl comes on stage where the cheering picks up anew.
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