All Forms: Around the figure's neck is a thick metal collar that seems to have no clasps or fastenings, seeming to be a solid piece of metal. Carved into the surface of the metal, near impossible to see ordinarily unless you lean in very close, are various magical runes and symbols. The only break in the constant scrawling symbols comes along the front side of the collar where, engraved in the same style as the symbols are words written in a slanted, stylish form as if it had been written on by hand are the words "Property of Tiegan Valeska". This collar remains around his neck in any form he has changed into, magically changing size as he shifts.

The only time the markings on the collar change are when the one who wears it comes close to disobeying the instructions of the one who placed the collar upon him. When such a thing happens the symbols and writing begins to glow purple, starting a faint dark glow and gradually going lighter and brighter the more serious the disobedience and the longer he disobeys for. Whenever the collar lights up it is clear from his reaction that it is causing him a great deal of pain, draining his physical energy; the severity directly proportional to the strength of the glow.

Human Form: The man before you stands at 6'7"(201cm) tall and has a strong figure of tightly corded and trained muscle, very little fat can be found anywhere on his figure giving it a slightly unnatural feel to it with how lean it is suggesting that something about him is not quite as it seems. He appears to be a human in his late twenties with handsome features that are ruggedly tanned and worn from heavy amounts of outdoor life, this same tanning and signs of weathering can be seen all over the figure showing that he often wears little to cover himself when exposed to the elements.

The hair, both atop his head and on the rest of his form is black in colour and shows little sign of any care beyond being washed regularly by the rain. Yet despite this lack of care his long black hair seems largely to behave itself, rarely sticking up or looking too wild unless special circumstances have caused it to do so; like the hair of an animal it sits in a particular way and won't change from that unless it is forced to. Golden eyes that look out at the world seem to have a distinct look of pride and independence whilst eyeing everything around him in the manner a predator might scan the surroundings for threats or prey; those who look closely enough and long enough into the eyes can see hints of loneliness and longing that is otherwise ordinarily hidden.

Those who get close enough and are familiar with the scent possessing a sufficiently acute sense of smell, will pick up on what seems to be a subtle scent of wolves from him with the obvious source being the dire wolf that is regularly seen at his side. To those who are more intimately familiar with the differences between the scents of wolves and werewolves and have a strong enough sense of smell, mostly other lycanthropes or people who spend a great deal of time around them will be able to distinguish that the scent on him is indeed that of a werewolf. The scent in both cases gets slightly stronger when he is caught in the rain or otherwise doused with water.

His voice is deep and rough, easily lapsing into a growling voice when his emotions flare.

((More to come))