Ay'sha is a bastet. Unlike the lycanthrope, she is a feline humanoid. Tall and lanky, her explosive muscles are built for speed. Her entire form, including her features, are coated in a very soft short fur that is artfully speckled with mix of brown and ebony spotting. White fur starts at her chin and runs a trail down further than her clothes will betray. Her "hair" is just longer fur that spikes a bit on the top of her head and lays sleek down the sides of her features in a few longer strands, it doesn't grow like a humans. The long tail is thick and nearly half her height, another feature she doesn't bother to hide. She typically does not wear shoes as the balls of her feet are wider than a human's of her size, thick pads beneath spread out, long toes separating as she places her weight over them and the nails are actually retracted claws, as are the nails on her hands.
Ears lay very flat to her head, like much of her form they are aerodynamic.
Clothing tends to be consistent. Her leather and fabric vest leaves her limbs free to move easily, the matching shorts fit over her thighs snuggly, hugging down to just above the fur covered knees. Forearms and shins are also covered in leather guards.
From a tribe of very secretive but family oriented bastet. The Karoush (principles) of her people:
• Honor Yourself
• Honor Your Word
• Honor Your Kin and Kind
• Honor Your Earth
• Honor Your Silence
Ay'sha follows this almost to a fault. Cut off from her tribe, she is a solitary creature by circumstance not nature. Her pride was her everything and now she finds herself alone on a strange world. She has however found solace among the other Outworlders. Once a respected warrior, her straightforward and protective nature have found her a good home as the head of Narwa security. Ay'sha is always studying, her keen senses telling her more than is seen with the plain eye.
Ay'sha can be quiet but she is a boisterous drunk. Her world did not have an equivalent to the potent drink and her tolerance is minimal. Fortunately her metabolism burns through it at remarkable speed but typically not before she has managed to pick a fight, dance on a table or flirt with a stranger.
She carries a staff from her own world, the wood shaft harder than nearly all metals on this planet. The end has a hidden blade that only she knows how to trigger.
Several leather bands surround her left wrist, two have very small feline teeth dangling on them like beads. The milk teeth of her twin cubs, lost to her when she was yanked from her world.
A home in South America granted to her as the head of Narwa security.