Tawny fur threaded with silver and gray, mane closely cropped and tied in a narrow leather braid at the nape. Face deeply weathered from salt wind and long night watches, scars faint along the left cheek where a knife once found purchase. He wears a heavy dark coat with reinforced leather panels, tailored to his broad shoulders and falling to mid-thigh, its hems salt-streaked. Reinforced leather armor lies beneath, softened by decades of use. Boots are squat, heavy, and salt-stained; the coat pockets carry small practical items rather than ostentation. Inside the coat, hidden, is a plain brass sheriff's token rather than a flashy badge. His movements are slow, deliberate, predator-at-rest; when he moves his shoulders seem to glide under the coat as if every muscle remembers restraint. Unexpected element: when not on duty he keeps a small, faded child's ribbon tied into the braid at his nape, incongruously delicate against his rough mane.