Name: Avarin
Race: Albino Tiger
Age: 18 (Human years)
Weight: 450lbs
Height: 4ft5 (From paws to top hunches)
Length: 6ft (From head, till end of tail)
Eyes: Crimson red, seeming to glow with an un-natural intelligence.



              {Appearance}

 Though this race alone was rare amongst the lands, as their kind was constantly in danger for their shimmering white and black striped cloak, wouldn't stop the mystical appearance that seemed to grace this Albino tiger. With each step it's coat would seem to dully glisten in the sun, while the muscles would roll beneath the fur, showing power and yet grace with each step as his head swayed side to side, soft growls every so often leaving it's throat, but almost as if in greeting, or acknowledgement, over one that was a mindless beast.
 As it'd lay down upon the ground, and would unsheath it's claws as it streatched out to bathe in the sun, they'd seem swirling demonic runes seemingly engraved into it's teeth and claws that dug into the dirt as if it was nothing but mud. Anyone who knew such magical runes, would see at once they were meant to dominate such a creature, though their power was long gone. Oddly, the stripes along his right shoulder would seem to be distorted, forming into the symbol of Bast, as if the goddess herself blessed this creature.