Zagan will come to stand at 36", not the tallest Abraxas but not the smallest, either. He takes after his mother in height, though he is bulkier and more heavily muscled than she is. Swathed in midnight hues, the male is a handsome fellow. He takes somewhat after both his mother and his sire with markings across his body similar to Rhyme's. His markings blend seamlessly across his fur with the blackest of blacks coating his legs, shoulders, back, ears, and tail. This inky hue also paints the front part of his muzzle, and is mottled beneath his eyes like his mother.

Silver hairs are strewn across his body, making those markings more noticeable against his midnight coat, a contrast to the darkness. In complete darkness, however, they are hard to notice but in the moonlight, his silvery blue hairs stand out against the glow. Eyes of blue stand out in two tones, a deep ocean blue mixed with a lighter glacial blue are prominent against his dark form, intelligent eyes always observant as he scrutinizes the mortal realm.

Wears a pair of black eagle feathers behind his left ear.

Bear in mind, however, he's not the type to rush in blindly. He's a tactician. He prefers to observe before acting, using carefully calculated logic and weighing the pros and cons before going for what he wants. When it comes to Mortals, Zagan will generally look down on them, believing they are nothing more than filth that need to be eradicated. While he understands that some of them are needed, he simply doesn't like to mingle with them let alone give them the time of day. He's generally aggressive towards them, and if he's not aggressive then he can be pretty secretive and reserves his words. He refuses to speak with mortals unless he's trying to squeeze information out of them for his own gain, but once he's done he won't hesitate to cast them aside like the filth he thinks they are.