wearing an orange leather jacket, with a cyan tie over his white shirt, brown pants, and dark boots, and looking at everything with his yellow eyes, and with his orange fur with black stripes moving, and his tail swinging, with his always reliable combat shotgun resting on his back, and his pistols in the holsters of his black belt. With a neutral gaze the anthropomorphic tiger walked, knowing that he needs money soon, because the money from his last job is running out