Kalamew Bio:
 
Race: Catgirl
Skin Tone: Fair slightly tanned skin
Gender: Female
Hair color: Purple with Yellow highlights. Sprawling hair that falls down her back with long side-burns like tails that fall down her front an curl up around her breasts.
 
Furr: Light purple furr that covers her private parts.
 
Age: 210 In human years. For her race that is about the equivalent of a teenager.
 
Mouth and Face: Mild complexion with a small petit mouth. Only her prey knows how she is able swallow them whole. She has two large incisors and the rest of her teeth are normal for her size but razor sharp. Her teeth shine in the sun when she opens her mouth.
 
Eyes: Light Blue
 
Height: 54 feet 8 inches
 
Profession: Illusionist (Master of illusions and shape changing)
 
Special skills and Attributes: Uses Music to weave her spells. Has many various spells Most notably Shrink and grow which she uses to catch her prey.
Mind yield. (Allows her to enter the minds of her victims and either enslave them making them bellow her bidding for a time or cast them in a illusionary state like a trance that makes them believe that they are in a different place. The illusions tend to be that of the victims subconscious choosing but they are always happy)
Mesmerize: Able to numb the mind of weaker prey making them unable to move.
Gate: Short range telleport. Usually used in dire situations.
Barrier: Protection spell (Usually used to help the caster survive in harsh enviorments)
 
Items: Flaming Tipped Mage staff, side bound Enchanted Flaming dagger and potion belt with cloak that covers her back and drapes down to her feet where it ends in jagged points of soft fabric.
 
Tribe: Member of the Scorching Claw tribe. After birth her tribesman were astonished at how fast she grew and matured. They feared her for she grew much taller than the average neko. Fearing her size she was outcast from the Scorching Claw Tribe and she began a nomadic life doing business or hunting the inhabitants she may encounter. Along her life long journey she has mastered the ability to control illusions. You could easily pass her by thinking she is just a tree unless she makes a sound. Those unsuspecting naga's easily fall prey to her illusions and mind control spells.
The more humanoid the species the easer it is to control making naga's at the of her favorite victims with humans being a close second. She Often encountered other races like harpies which brains were either too too small or twisted for her to control she had to improvise when dealing with these types of races. She would simply shrink herself down to th size of a frog and when the the harpy got close enough she would let of a series of blinding hazes which although did no damage the harpy was blinded for a time looking around an squawking. She took this time to jump into the harpies mouth where she would travel down into it's belly where she would unsheathe her dagger and grow it to the size of a broadsword then she would swing it with ease cutting her defenseless prey from the inside out until it succumbs due to the inflicted wounds.
Her favorite foods: (1st) Naga's she just cant get over the feeling of a slippery naga sliding down her throat.
(2nd) humans. They tasted better than naga but didn't give her the satisfaction of conquest being they are so small compared to her size.
(3rd) Targets of opportunity be it a harpy or another race. She doesn't eat her own kind unless they provoke her.
 
Kalamew is a nomadic neko she doesn't do well with outside pressures and thus ends up swallowing anything that may threaten or question her ways giving them a up close view of the inside of her stomach. Being alone much of her journeys contributes to this problem but she doesn't seam to care that much as long as it keeps her stomach full. If another neko were to get on her bad side she wouldn't hesitate to swallow them. But let it be known she probably wouldn't feel good about eating on of her own kind. The threat or competition may just be to great to let them go free. If the neko learned the errors s in it's ways sloshing around in her stomach she may thrown it back up and let it go free if she was in a forgiving mood. Which wasn't often but depended on the circumstances of the capture.