Sitting with one leg pulled up to her body was the Werecat Zac. Fairly unconcerned about her appearance she'd where any old thing, usually trying to cover up more than what was usual around Furc. Why? Who knows. anyway, she did it. Her hair was scruffy and an almost muted brown tone with a bright blue hued head-scarf. She liked colors, mostly natural ones but any will do if it's that right shade or in a right mix. Was her personality as bright as her clothes? Hah, no. She was fairly uncaring, or it seemed, and sarcastic than anything, though jokes and teasing were something she loved. Being new around the Furcadian lands, she doesn't like being snuck up on creatures she can spiritually feel as powerful. Strong Were's and vampires often terrify her since she may talk big but be very submissive in pack standards. When approached by a more dominant being she'll lower her eyes first... Sometimes, unless she's pissed, then she'll try to with the lil' dominance game.

Even'ing all. This loverly page's code is from my super duper friend. I forgot her name but I'll add it when I remember. Anyway. This is Zac's page, and if you didn't think about it before, ask to role play. Or just say something, like 'How's the weather?' And I'll ask you. Or, if I tell you the weather then I'm either busy or not in an rp mood. >:3