"YOU CAN BE M E A N WHEN YOU LOOK THIS C L E A N"

A near perfect replica of his sable sire, swathed in hues of soot and leather with a dusting of pearl to give off the illusion of being snow bathed. His eyes, an entrancing powdered steel, clash against his dusky features making them visually the most captivating thing about him. His physique lies as a healthy mix of both parents, leaning slightly more towards his mother's willowy and agile form than his father's muscular stature.