Sabo (might change later)

SCRAPPY BABYYYYYYYY

Two words-- feral bastard. 

Okay okay, not feral in the sense that he's, well, a feral animal that walks on four legs. More like feral in the sense that this man has no chill. This guy gets into trouble as if he has the best health insurance. He couldn't give two damns about the kind of danger that he gets himself into, only that he survived it and therefore he is awesome and badass. Which he wants to be. Very much. You see, this feral creature is a miniature chimera. He resents this with ever fiber of his being. Regular chimeras are huge and imposing, beings of mass destruction. Part lion, part goat, part snake (even part dragon in some mythologies!), and all parts awesome. This guy? He's barely bigger than your average anthropomorphic cat, and his tail isn't even venomous. What kind of con is that? So, yeah. He's definitely overcompensating for his lack of natural deadliness, and he probably has some issues to work through as well. His missing eye? That's his greatest achievement. Somebody please get this guy to a therapist he is obviously not okay.

As for how he fits in with my current characters? Well, I'd imagine that he's run into Vale at least once or twice, and the albino tiger probably helped him out after a barfight gone a bit more wrong than he's used to. This absolute ball of fury pushed Vale away, of course. Can't have some wishy-washy do-gooder messing with his street cred. But there's only so much he could do in his state, which was currently very inebriatedand with a twisted ankle. He went about three steps before face-planting on the concrete. Vale helped the grumbling and griping chimera get some medical attention, then gave the chimera his phone number before they parted ways. Vale was blunt about it-- said the chimera was someone who probably needed help. The tiger told the chimera to ever call him if he wanted someone to talk to, then went on his merry way. This man just rolled his eyes, grumbling about how some people are too nice for their own damn good. He then told his tail to eat the slip of paper. But then didn't actually let him eat the paper.

Oh yeah, did I mention how the tail is sentient? It just can't talk, only communicate through half-baked facial expressions. It doesn't need to eat, but our upstanding citizen of a chimera feeds it mice anyways. How nice of him.