Despite his species' nominal tendency to favor particularly 'Herculean' embryo, Flycatcher is a rather svelte male. From birth, he was the explicit depiction of disproportion: his ears were large and elephantine upon his squared skull; eyes two large pools of pale (almost icy) coral blue that flickered even without convention. Rotund, prodigious oil lamps that would later serve to be his defining feature as he grew into adulthood. No matter how much he wished for them to truncate (heck, even just to shrink), they withstood their inordinancy with brio throughout. Meanwhile, he had yet another paucity in terms of overall stature - his long, willowy legs and slinky frame. In place of the muscle he watched cling to his brothers and sisters, he was given the lithe thew and brawn of a sylph. Dark grey fur coats the length of his lanky bodice, slowly ebbing into ashen hues of balmy white. Strips of similar chroma flank his shoulders, faint stripes that fade into the darker base of his back near the nape of his neck. Basically, he's got jocularly-sized optics and ears, and the most protracted body you've ever seen.