"Be weary when you find yourself in a cave or forest, with the smell of sulfur in the air and big claw mark on the stone or barks. They are not the sign of a bear, but of something far worse, a mischivious pretator from the nine hells, the Hecatonfeline.

This 20 feet tall felines lacks the back of their bodies, where they instead have a sort of portal where dozen of arms made of dark tendril come out. The Hecatonfeline have complete control on these arms, beign able to spawn more of them and twisting the tendrils that made them in new shapes. If you meet on of this creatures there are only to ways to escape:

by outsmarting them in one of their "games" or find somethin or someone else to take your place as its toys.

I heard that balls of yarn are pretty effective!"

-From J'Ahel study book of fiends.

Another homebrew creature, that made an appearance as a minor antagonist in one of my oneshots.

Hope you'll like this furball!