42" ─ Medium ─ Blue-Grey Nose Sverre has always been tall, though weight was never something he held on besides his muscle tone. Sinewy muscle wraps around his body tightly, giving him shape to his otherwise boyish figure. Without it, he wouldn't look much different from a gangly teenager. Large paws are attached to long legs, but overall the man isn't huge. Tall, absolutely. Heavy? Certainly not.

Overall, the man is mostly shades of denim with warm and cold accents scattered throughout. Each limb darkens into a stormy almost-black that is primarily seen as tiger-striping across his barrel, shoulders, and thighs as well as darker circles around each fiery orange eye making him look perpetually exhausted. His face is marked with a standard blaze-style marking, expressive eyebrows, and crescent-shaped markings underneath his eyes in a color akin to glaciers with a matching patch on his throat, spot on his chest, and end of his tail. Crimson covers the top of his skull and down his nape blending naturally into the denim tones and freckles along his jawline on either side. Matching his eyes, a splotch of fiery orange breaks up the pale patch on his throat and claims the front of his chest with little flecks scattering around like embers.

Sarcastic ─ Loyal ─ Stubborn ─ Rowdy ─ Sensitive ─ Hot Headed Sverre is a fun loving guy that doesn't miss out on a good time. He's known to maybe even have a bit too much of a good time, enjoying his fair share of vices all in good fun. He's often in a good mood, although it isn't hard to put him in a bad one either. His sarcasm takes two tones ─ either playful and fun, or snarky and borderline mean and sometimes it's hard to tell the difference. He says whats on his mind regardless of his mood and that often bites him in the ass later, but he's yet to learn from it.

Naturally a hard worker, Sverre is loyal to a fault to whomever he swears himself to, be it a lover, pack, or otherwise. Although he puts out a rough exterior, he is a very sensitive man and does his best to hide it from everyone. He cares greatly for those around him even if he appears to be nothing more than an aged-out punk, brushing it off like some teenager who thinks feelings are gross.