An 8-legged Martian lion bears its fangs as Thuvia leans against it with a hand in its mane. Both of their backs are turned but their faces can be seen in profile as the body of the beast curls around her. She wears more jewelry than clothing, covering herself with a lavender thong. Thin beaded chains suspend the dagger at her hip. Ornate bands contrast the tan skin on her upper arm. In the background, two marbleized moons hang over a beautiful Martian city with elegant spires. A stylized eye marks the outer wall. The landscape is mostly barren. Painted in earthy tones, the land blends with the sky and eventually fades to a gradient of purple night punctuated by stars. The shirtless body of a blonde man with pale skin lies face down next to her.