Gangly and long-limbed, Quentin is tall but does not appear so at first glance due to his haggard posture and limping stride – a trait he exaggerates when it benefits him. His fur is unkempt and patchy in places due to scars, primarily a mix of greys in colour with the darkest enveloping his face and lightening to a near-white on the shaggy fur at his shoulders. A pair of sunken silver eyes sit above a toothy, sordid grin. In a word, he could be described as a sleaze.