What you see before you is a surprisingly handsome creature - a white tiger by the looks of it, tall at about six food three, and athletically built, narrowly muscular. The fur covering his body is thick and soft, a pristine white colour striped with the purest black. The hair sitting on top of his head is a rusty red colour, short and spiky and half-covering big, emerald eyes that watch everything curiously. The boy is agile and quiet despite his size, often trying to be as unobtrusive as possible. His voice is equally soft, almost at odds with his strong, fierce appearance, quiet and liltingly accented.

He's not filthy rich, though, so he usually dresses rather modestly, simple clothing or, if the company calls for it, a suit of dark armour - his colours seem to be a deep scarlet, black, and gold, applying to everything that he can get it to stick to. In the latter conditions, he carries a tower shield looped over his back, a bastard sword tap-tapping against his thigh. Under his clothing, he always wears a simple green loincloth to keep himself decent.

Greer is a rather pleasant person to be around. shy and cautious and submissive, especially around new people and crowds, whose opinions he isn't entirely sure of. Combined with his general physical normality, he's easy to miss the first time someone sees him, especially if he's standing in a group. However, when someone gets to know him a little better, he turns out to be very playful, teasing, nice, and generous. He loves a good joke, and proves that with constant ones to his friends.

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Orientation: Bisexual, female preference.
Position: Bottom/submissive, dominant when asked.
Specific Interests: Giving oral (Females), chair sex, sub/com, strong women, ball play.
Dislikes: Anal, giving oral (Males)
Genitalia: The tiger boy is a little shy and nervous about baring himself to possibly judgmental eyes. Going along with his generously masculine physique, he's actually pretty well hung, with a firm, fat four and a half inch long sheath laying flat against his belly, striped black and white, with a pair of hefty balls in a fuzzy sack, each one the size of a large, ripe walnut, dangling low with his seed. When erect, his cock reaches a staggering nine inches long, the thick, pale pink meat conical, tapering to a point at the end and covered in row after row of soft, rubbery barbs.