A brooding titan. A wrathful body. Ford is a true titan; standing at a brutish height and filled throughout with rippling muscle. The boy is something to behold, as he seems to carry within him the spirit of all wild things. His coat is primarily ink, draping over his limbs and shoulders like a wraith's cloak. Much like his father, Ford shares the rib markings of the Cairn; a pale outline against the rib cage, like a highlight of his skeleton. Unlike his father, the young man sports a bleached mask across his face. His eyes are housed by dark markings, and a distinct black stripe runs from his nose up along the bridge of his muzzle, narrowing as it trails. Ford's eyes take on a peculiar heterochromatic coloration in that one is a ghastly silver-white, while the other is jet black – much like the coloration in his coat. Ford is a looming and wicked-looking thing. He shares the same jagged fur along his neck and shoulders as many in his family; they stand like wild quills and barbs, jutting against his sleek frame. A skeletal leviathan from the ocean depths.