Eryyka also moved silently through the woods, though she was not hunting, nor did she know that another creature was nearby, hunting, for her.  For all she knew, she was alone in this forest, enjoying a day of peace, and quiet.  She had just finished bathing, and was even now heading back for her small dwelling among the trees only a mile distant.  She was clad only in a thin green gown that left little to the imagination.<br/><br/>Eryyka was a unique creature.  Her mother had been an Elf, but while she was still young, she'd been ravaged by a dragon.  The union resulted in Eryyka, a hybrid elf/dragon girl that possessed a rather exotic beauty.  She was tall and slender, like all elven women, with long legs, an ample chest, sharp facial features, and pointed ears.  But her eyes were molten gold, and instead of fingernails, she had long, sharp claws that could be deadly if used well.  Her skin was fair and slightly tanned, but patches of golden scales covered her shoulders and hips, another hint of her dragon ancestry.  Her long, dark blonde hair clung wetly to her shoulders at the moment.<br/><br/>She looked up, and realized she was nearly home.  She wanted to get some reading in before the daylight failed, so she quickened her pace, looking forward to shedding her gown and curling up naked in front of the fireplace with a good book...