Jenny gasped as she saw the strange creature.
He was cat like... though not at all like Tetra. He was a lion. Built like a centaur, much like the sphyinx of egyptian tales. Not only that, but the fur of his mane, seemed to be on fire! She was at first afraid but relaxed, when she realised that though it certainly looked firey, it was not actually hot. The same firey point ended on his tail. Despite all this though, his age was still apparant. His form looked past its prime, with the legs seeming just a bit more sinowy then they should be- powerful as they still looked. The mane had whisps of grey, and long whiskers curling downward.
"Hello Grandaughter," The lion-man said with a smile. He then paused, sniffing the air.
Inside Jenny's pocket, tetra cringed. She could smell the scent of a powerful cat... and it raised her heckles. Still she had to be careful..
"H-Hi Grandpa," smiled Jenny a little shyly.
