Well what do we have here but a terribly lazy looking Minotaur? - Or as he would simply call it - Yak. With thick fur tousled and covering him from nearly head to toe, the massive rose colored fellow offered little in the way of imposing figure. Rotund, to a fault, the lad bears little obvious musculature, though perhaps that thick coat hides it well? Undoubtedly he must be strong, to be as large, and of minotaur-kin. Never the less, he moves with a certain aloof languid air.

  His voice is an odd thing, mirthful but deep, not gravel, but a finely chiseled marble. Hearty and warm as the creature himself. Rumbling on out from that smirk what lurks behind such bountiful mane of rose colored locks, you could just about lose your whole arm to such a head of glorious fur!

Lights: The dude likes curling up with hot chicks, pretty things of most any size or persuasion. Just a big, cuddly sort of fellow.

 Pretty vanilla guy really, though minotaur kinship does provide certain endowments! He probably isn't gonna drop trou' for just anyone - though.

Also: Portrait to be edited. For now, the inspiration is here: https://i.pinimg.com/736x/05/75/6f/05756f1d93cbb79101e7c7e2523c5d80.jpg