washed with violence and death, a vision of the grim reaper in mortal form. a sleek coat of sweat and blood. it's hard to tell with the red in his fur, intertwining as a living thing within his pelt. it is apart of him, fire and rage, blended in a overcoat of black. the inky essence trickles over his body, red fighting tooth and nail to keep his bloodied paws red. he's in-tune, a large creature of muscle and mass, proving to be able to put the bite behind his not-so-quiet bark. after mornings spent of crocodile wrestling and finding ways to climb to the heights of trees, he's an athletic man, able to take down two men at once if he needs. subtle scars litter him, fur regrown over them for the most part. not that the man really lets anyone get close to him, unless, they are already locked in the heat of battle.

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 ❝choke them on the ashes of the dreams you burned — ❞

— rowdy, judgemental, crass, self-centered, charismatic, & manipulative.