Her Peculiar Appendage
The problem with being a fantastical creature with one or more intelliegent animals for body parts (Say a Chimera with a snake for a tail) is that they have their own brains and personalities attached. Sometimes that gets in the way of being an intimidating monstrosity. The PDF version features an illustration by Diaminerre.
This story was originally a submission to FurAffinity's Thursday Prompt writing group.
HER PECULIAR APPENDAGE
By: DankeDonut
https://dankedonuts.sofurry.com/
With goat-like tread the Chimera stalked the crystalline corridors of her lair. Following the mana-trails left by multiple alarm spells she'd set. "Adventurers," she scowled. No doubt come to lay claim to all she owned and eat through her pantry.
The warm hues of glowing walls rebounded off her burgundy and sable fur as she crept from hall to hall. And danced on the scales of a sweeping, serpentine tail.
She heard them puttering around in the topiary. Knocking pots over and chattering in their bizarre tounge. She kicked down a door and charged in on them, claws and fangs bared. "Lowly thieves! You face the wrath of Jocasta, Daughter of Agathon! Rightful owner of the home you've defiled!"
The three of them - one small and hairy, one taller and willowy, one broad-chested and covered in metal - jumped back in surprise. Adventurer or no, when an eight-foot-tall naked woman comes running at a fool, that fool tends to be shocked! Or perhaps they were awed silent by sight of her back half, rearing up to display a mighty hood. Yellowed fangs dripping with venom.
"Hiiissssss!"
The sound of her tail's voice set the trio cowering... Only it wasn't hissing at them. Scarlet eyes bored into Jocasta's skull fiercely enough to make her horns tingle.
She sighed deeply, and bid her future victims for, "A moment, please." Then turned her head to address her critic. But not enough to take her eyes off the intruders. "Not now, dammit! We have company!"
The arrow-scaled extremity was quite adamant. "Hiiissssss!"
Jocasta crossed her hands. "We are not having that discussion that again."
The snake-head strafed left and right. "Hiiissssss!"
"I don't care. My mind is made up."
If she should shake her lavender locks, it could flare the large decoy eyes embedded within its hood. "Hiiissssss!"
Unphased Jocasta stared head-on at it. "No, you're a part of my body! And organs don't get their own names!"
It reared up high as it could go. "Hiiissssss!"
Her open hand jiggled modest breasts. "You've not seen me name these, have you?"
It closed in, darting a forked tongue about her torso. "Hiiissssss!"
"Oh really?" She pointed at herself in sequence. "Lefty. Righty. Backsass!" The tail, of course, was the last piece to be pointed at. "How do you like those for names?"
The green pain in the ass tried to snap her finger off! "Hiiissssss!"
Jocasta's grey sclera went pitch black. "Ooooh! That's it! We're going to the Druid Circle again to charm some sense into you! Right after we finish off these-- Where did they go?!"