A kaleidoscopic aberration from beyond the void, its colorful tentacles clearly signaling the presence of some unspeakable venom. A dozen lepidopteran wings beat in a strange rhythm, as their eyespots blink and move, fixing on any who approach the creature. With its many mouths it whispers a lullaby that draws the mad or unwary into its own otherworldly dreams, that they may slumber sweetly even as their bodies shift and change.
...
Or a cat. Cats are cute, and I like them.