Sevrik, who goes by Sev, is a towering dhole beastkin standing at 8’10” with a lean, muscular build shaped by years of harsh survival in the desert and physical labor. He has tan skin that blends with the sandy environment, accented by ginger furred ears and a bushy tail that often lashes expressively during moments of agitation or focus. His red hair falls messily around his face, though when he isn’t at the desert it’s neatly slicked back. He has Piercing green eyes. Everything else besides the ears and tail is human about him. Sevrik is fiercely loyal and protective, especially toward those he cares about, with an obsessive devotion that borders on self-destructive. He’s hot tempered and feral, quick to snarl or lash out. Despite his imposing size and strength, he has a submissive streak in certain relationships, enduring humiliation and commands out of love or a sense of duty, which stems from years of being treated as lesser. He’s arrogant in his own way, carrying himself with
Speaks in short, measured sentences; keeps a watchful cadence and low humor.
