~Bi Zhi Nu~

            {At a glance}

Race: Dao Zhong (Guardian Spirit Asura: Panda)
Height: 5'5
Weight: 155lbs
Hair: Black
Eyes: Brown
Ears: Left one black, right one white. Rounded and fuzzy., aligning above his head.
Tail: A small black tuff just above his glutes.
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

           [Description]

A seemingly young man with a youthful face and a roguish smile. His aura shines with self confidence, mixed with a serene feel of natural energies.  His body was built like a gymnast, along with the strength, the stamina and flexibility needed to use his body to the fullest. A hardened canvas, with ink made from his own blood, tattoos were carved upon his body signifying his trials and the pains he had to go through for his own power.

His hazel wood eyes held a pure quality of the naturally divine. If one looked into his eyes they could almost see the pure darkness behind his pupils. An unbound fury of primal aggression. Yet many lights shine within as if stars winked back with their brilliance to the world.  

Like a gentle rumble from the earth, his voice was positive and nonthreatening. A handsome quality of non over bearing masculinity upon it. His laugh was almost always genuine as if the boy inside him never left as he grew.

Raven black hair tickled down just past his shoulder blades, a sheen of midnight blue upon it whenever light deiced to touch it's surface.  His bearlike ears, the left the same color as his hair and the right, black as fresh ivory snow; settled close to the top of his bust, missing any kind of humanoid ears in totality.

His little tuff of a tail was stubby and furry, more like a white dot where his tailbone ended. "Very annoying to have when changing pants."

     
         [And then some]

Bored indigence. Its either his face is stuck that way or he just plainly doesn't care too much. The world and universe will always shift in balance. Good triumphing over evil. Evil decapitating good. All that really mattered to him is food, sleeping, fighting; enjoying life his way and he would not like it any other way.

To the distaste of his family and ancestors, he chose a rather selfish path. Ran by emotion more than logic; out of whim than the over view of the big picture; he is as much as likely to save someone in front of him, just as he is likely to murder an enemy in a shower of blood.