You see a simple anthromorphic panther before you. He stands about 6' tall, lithe, with well groomed, deep purple fur. He seems fairly casual in his stance, taking in all he sees and hears with quiet attention, tail twitching idly. He wears a black, sleeveless shirt beneath a long, sheepskin trench coat. Lower down, a pair of deep black, loose fitting jeans cover his legs, a black belt holding them up comfortably with a gold plated buckle. Bare, very well groomed plantigrade feet stick out the end of his jeans, his forepaws bare as well, spare a silver watch around his right wrist. An ear cocks toward you as he notes your attention, and he turns to face you with the not overdone feline grace, a smile creeping across his fully panther muzzle, albeit with slightly larger ears. Deepset yellow eyes watch you softly behind a pair of thin-rimmed glasses, and he bows just a bit to you in greeting, a flash of silver from an ankh around his neck shown, before he turns back to what he was doing before.