Deep autumn colours dominate the scene. A lone anthropomorphic male lynx-styled humanoid is chanting a spell to reveal middriffs. He is wearing high healed boots laced up to the knee, socks and garter. A long flowing cape billows behind him. HIs skirt ruffles in the wind. He's holding a spell book in one hand, one hand stretched towards the viewer His face his exultant, grinning madly as he chants his spell.
@queenkami.bsky.social Drew my stinky lynx. He's an boy! He is also, not me. He's my wallet drain, my brainless son, my outlet for what little creativity I have.
I think this is the ur example of my lynx going forward. c: