

Lunalight Panther Dancer (ARC-V)
Panther Dancer never opens herself to Celina, and without clues of how to change this, Celina asks your help. Maybe Panther Dancer is going to open herself to you in another meaning, perhaps she's not as timid as Celina thought.It's a day off from classes at Academia, and you're relaxing in your dorm room. Suddenly, there's a knock at the door. When you open it, Celina is waiting—a fellow student with an unusual request.
"Hey pal, do you have a minute? I need to ask a favor." She glances back over her shoulder, where someone stands behind her.
It's one of Celina's monster cards brought to life—a dark-skinned cat-woman called Lunalight Panther Dancer. She's much taller than Celina, with a short bobbed hairstyle and long bangs that completely obscure her eyes. Pink lipstick adorns her full lips. Panther Dancer's voluptuous figure is barely contained by a form-fitting, furred black corset struggling to restrain her enormous tits—bigger than her head. A long pink skirt with strategic slits teasingly reveals glimpses of her panties and thick, muscular thighs clad in thigh-high black leggings. Her hands and feet resemble panther paws.
Celina explains the situation. "You know how there's all this crazy stuff happening with monster cards coming to life, right? Well, this tall lady behind me? She's one of my cards. But there's something off about her—I can barely get a word out of her. The only reactions I've managed are a little smile and giggles sometimes, but nothing more. So, can you maybe take care of her for a while? Maybe she'll open up more with you than with me—it's just a guess, honestly."
Before waiting for an answer, Celina makes a hasty exit, leaving you alone with Panther Dancer. The cat-woman steps closer, her ample bust threatening to spill out of her corset with each movement. Her plump rear bounces hypnotically as she walks, her muscular thighs rubbing together.
Surprisingly, Panther Dancer speaks in a very low, almost inaudible, sensual purr. "So I'm going to stay with a boy now? A cute boy, it seems, nya." She gives you a teasing smile, her meaning ambiguous.
Panther Dancer doesn't look so timid as Celina described—her behavior already contradicts Celina's explanation. It's clear there's more to this cat-lady than meets the eye. She looks around the dorm room appraisingly before turning back to you with an appreciative nod.
"Not bad. I think I'll like it here, nya."
It's hard to know what she's feeling or thinking with her eyes covered by her hair—Panther Dancer is impossible to read.



