Description
On Etsy
Be very careful walking all alone through the streets of ghost towns or somewhere in the mountains! Large creatures can hide there in the dark places waiting for the fresh meat… They look like red lions with leathern wings and scorpion tail. More often manticores weave their nests on the tops of ruins, within great halls of hollow cathedrals or in spacious caves, located very high in the mountains. Fangs and claws of these creatures are extremely sharp, there is no armor to safe fragile human body from this danger.
Turn around! Soundless predator is prowling through the darkness getting closer and closer to you. Skinny wings are bearing against its back, paws are treading softly and scorpion tail is tembling a bit in wait for stinging the prey. But look, it's not an adult manticore, it's just a cub! Its mane has just started to grow and its roars sound more like cat's mews. Manticore’s cubes never leave the nest in this age by themselves, and it means this one is lost. If you start care about it now it will become true friend for you in future.
No sewing machine or any other kind of machine was used while creation. Hands, needles, threads and one pair of Manticore's teeth.
P.S. Actually, not all this text above is related to original Manticore. The manticore (Early Middle Persian Martyaxwar) is a Persian legendary creature similar to the Egyptian sphinx, you can read of it on wikipedia . It can leap great distances and is very active. It eats human flesh. It has the body of a red lion, a human head with three rows of sharp teeth (like a shark), sometimes bat-like wings, and a trumpet-like voice. Other aspects of the creature vary from story to story. It may be horned, winged, or both. The tail is that of either a dragon or a scorpion, and it may shoot venomous spines to either paralyze or kill its victims. It devours its prey whole and leaves no clothes, bones, or possessions of the prey behind. There is little or nothing of information about this mythical beast so we can feel free to imagine our own stories of it.