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His muzzle is long, tipped with a wet, black nose. Furry, pointed ears flick and tilt as they pick up snippets of information from about the busy environment, ocassionally laying flat against his short, sandy-blonde hair. He's tall, obviously male, with powerful muscles visible beneath his thin layer of rusty brown fur, the solid coat broken by a series of black stripes slapped along his lower back. Those turquoise eyes catch you looking, lips pulling back in a friendly grin that shows off rows of sharp teeth. At this point, you may find yourself wondering "What the hell is this guy?"
Then again, you may not. Hudson is a thylacine, though more commonly referred to as "Tasmanian tiger". If you know of them, wonderful! If not, don't be fooled by the name, there's nothing feline about this particular tiger. Looks like a dog, doesn't he? Wrong again. If you guessed "marsupial", you would be correct! Although, he's pouchless, naturally, due to his sex.
Care for the details? Hudson stands at about 6'5. Broad shouldered and slim waisted with a long, thin tail that he holds with a slight curve to keep it from dragging on the ground. Although his hands are similar to that of a human, his hindpaws are very canine, contributing to his rather dog-like appearance. His features are friendly and youthful, though the latter aspect is due mostly to his bright, cheerful eyes. The face itself is somewhat scruffy, aged, with laugh-lines garnishing his muzzle and crows feet appearing alongside his temples when he smiles, which he does often. The tiger's lighter underbelly matches the rest of his finely-tuned body, well chiseled and flecked, here and there, with what appear to be scars causing small parts in his fur.
Accessories? Bare-pawed and shirtless, all he wears aside from a pair of baggy shorts is a silver ring in his left ear and a necklace with what appears to be a small knife charm hanging from it. You may notice the hilt of a blade at his waist, the dangerous half of it sheathed in black leather, hanging on his left hip. A silver chain drapes from his pocket to one of the unoccupied belt-loops on his pants. Nothing fancy, he just has a bad habit of losing his wallet.
Habits? He has a few, one mentioned above. The most noticeable being that he often runs a paw back through his inch-long hair, causing the feathery locks to stand on end most of the time. Hudson also fiddles. With everything. If not his own paws, then the charm on his necklace, or his earring, or the zipper on his shorts. Unoccupied paws are a thing he has difficulty handling, if you will pardon the pun. Smoker? Yes, unfortunately, though he won't do it indoors unless others are alright with it. He's proficient in a number of physical exploits, a fact he's not at all afraid to show off.
Shall we get more 'personal'? Pansexual with no strict preference, though he's not fond of masculine men or "herms", physically speaking. He tends to choose partners based on compatibility. Just how big is he? Well, you won't bleed internally, but you might be feeling him tomorrow. Although, that could be the push behind the tool itself, he's... tenacious. Hudson is well (and realistically, seriously guys) proportioned, human, unsheathed, and uncut. Modesty is something he's long since forgotten, quite happy to go commando despite the denim-framed bulge it creates.
So just who is he? Well, you'll have to find out yourself. He has a story, as we all do, and he'll probably share it with you if you become close with him. Secrets? Many, as we all have, but he'll keep them as such unless he trusts you completely.
Well, what's he like? Very friendly, playful, and relatively calm for the most part. That being said, he has a bad habit of being cynical. His life experience shows, though he will never claim to know a whole lot as, if there's one thing he knows, it's that he doesn't. Empathetic, kind, but far from touchy-feely. He's quite proper in that aspect, so please get to know him before you go climbing into his lap. Perhaps a handshake to start.
Speak? English, clearly not a second language. Accent? Maybe, but you probably won't be able to place it. One thing you may pick up on is he was indeed born in Australia but has moved around a lot. The base itself if very deep, very rich, and very smooth. Calming, soft, however the initial tone hides a harsher one; Somewhat gravely, somewhat mournful.
Quick stats.
Hudson Donahugh, Tasmanian tiger, aged 36 years, blue-green eyes, sandy-blonde hair, 6 feet 5 inches in height, weighing in at about 260 pounds.
Pansexual - leaning away from masculine partners, STRICTLY a top, flexible dom, doesn't suck dick either (sorry, just doesn't enjoy it.)