A mountain of muscle, Chance is clearly an equine of some sort, having the head and bushy tail of a horse. His well muscled arms end in burly humanoid hands, his thickly muscled and powerful legs ending in similarly humanoid feet. A short layer of thick black fur covers his body from head to toe, though the cut of his muscular arms can still be seen. It's evident he takes good personal care of himself, the silvery gray mane atop his head well groomed and cared for as well. His golden eyes peer about idly, his arms often folded or his hands clasped in front of him.
When he speaks it is with a resonant bass, though he is typically soft-spoken despite this, eager more to listen and learn then to put forth his own ideas without cause. His ears twitch and his eyes take in the features as the world around him ebbs and flows along with him.
He stands at nearly seven feet when straight backed, though he often hunches under doorways or in buildings, keeping mostly to himself.


Whites:
In RP
Approaching him, idle flirting, long conversations, relationships, cuddling
In ERP
Ball worship, begging, lengthy sessions, cumplay
Reds:
Rape, pedophilia, general cruelty or stupidity