45"
Steel grey is the most common color across the dark-sheathed man. With the faintest hint of blue rippling beneath this slate tone, bringing with it the hint of layers, and hidden depths.

The white slashing across one eye is like the mark of war, despite being a trait that he was born with, and not formed by scar tissue. The contrast to the light on his dark coat is sharp, and the only hint of white on his upper body, with his right eye shrouded in nothing but black.

The darker tones of his coat continue downwards, until further tones of silver-white can be found at the base of his back in jaggard patterns. He takes mostly after his father, who stood almost pitch black, with the faintest tarnish of white. He has his mother's soft eyes, which are a blue so light they could be the sky on a cloudless day.

Protruding from the lip of his mouth are two sharp, curved fangs that extend downwards at a slight curve. These Saber-teeth features are one of his greatest weapons, sitting thick and sharp like daggers below his lips.

Hidden in the sheaths of his claws, across bulky feet, are retractable weapons akin to that of a predatory cat. A feature he came upon later in life, when he sampled the brew of witch doctors at a strange Firefly festival. They took a season to grow in, and these cat claws allow him to climb trees despite his bulky build.

Lastly, and unexpectedly, late in his life as the season changed from autumn to winter, his coat grew out thicker and sturdy than ever before. The thickness of his coat remained, even as winter gave way to spring. His Thicker Fur remains with him still. Giving him extra defense in fights, and added warmth in cooler weather.