[Haha, nah, all of Ferus' abilities are defensive or utilitarian in nature actually.]<br/><br/>Ferus simply walks through the alleyways of the city, looking for something to eat to kill the angry gurgling and grumbling of his stomach. He doesnt wear typical clothing in the way that a normal person or fur would, but instead is covered in a collection of rags of various dark colors. His hunched posture lessens his height a good bit, giving him the appearance of a nine foot tall or so shambling collection of rags and tatters moving of its own accord. "Geh, this place gets on my nerves, but I've invested too much effort to leave just yet."<br/><br/>He sighs softly and continues on his way, winding through the garbage that is strewn all through the alleys to make his way back to his 'home', turning on the lights of the convenience store and putting sale signs up on the tinted windows usually works fairly well, so why not take the sedentary path?