A bright white husky moves chillingly across the tile as he enters the room. His frosty white fur standing on edge as he moves to the bar to have a seat. His white long front bang covering his scarred left eye. His bright blue eyes pierce through and chill you to the bone as he lightly sips on a cranberry and vodka. His black tipped ears twitch as he hears the strangers whisper a gossip about his odd disposition. He slides his empty glass to the bartender and removes himself from the bar stool. Slipping his hands up and unzipping his black long sleeve shirt. Many stare as his vibrant yellow, green, orange and light blue spots, which run through where any normal huskies secondary color would be, glow under the black lights throughout the establishment. Moving ever so fluidly to the music, twisting and turning on his dark grey paw pads. Swishing my long, curly black tipped tail to the beat as i tease all the lookers on with my tight bum. Near the end of my transing dance I let out a deep hearted howl sending shivers down all the girls. With a slight chuckle I announce, "I'm Stryder Husky..."