Louis_Beartaur

Louis”Sarge”

They called him many things, Sarge the most, Many called him a vigilante, some call him a blot on the record of the police.. what none will deny, is he makes an impression whereever he goes, his gravely seducitive voice exhuding experience and power..


His thick burly ursine form long lost its glimmer, he wasn't as young as he used to be, nearly twenty years on the force had taken there toll in some respects, but in what counted he was as vital as when he was a mere 14 years old and taken in as an Idolistic cub. That part of him had long since perished.. The world was nasty, the world was complex, it left the badged ones to struggle on as well as they can, If your not tough, if your not willing to deal in the grey your not going to last long

From a physical standpoint he remains imposing, a large taur by all measurments, wide and stout, Standing just about 10 foot tall, and weighing “Somewhere in the “tons” category, his thick bones wraped in muscle. heavy taur gut sagging slightly between his legs.. at least until he feeds.. It only partially hides the tauric members thicknesss and heavy nuts. The burly fellow is quite endoewed though the humanoid cock is internal till “Sarge” gets turned on by two “Pussies” at once. His forbelly often sags a bit in front of the front crevass though, keeping it in.



Sarge enjoys life, having become a man eater long ago he has gotten a bit lax in covering up, but thanks to his high up connections in the force problems just seem to disappear. He is too old and to portly to be running around he says..(This is rather a lie, when in need he can still chug at a good clip.) Many a person he takes into protective custody never leave, his gluttonous nature has caused him to make sure to avoid talking to much after a meal, the screams from within do tend to offend. He feels aggressive and dominate, especially with females, finding there flavor a bit more satisfing than males, often willing to string them along with promises of clemency if they just do this or that.. it never ends well.

He does have friends, he picks them well, some “Kids”(people younger than him) some older folks
He drinks heavily, and smokes like a chimney, He tells them stories about his younger days, his conquests, his trips to arrest and devour a illegal strip bar. He is affectinate in his was to those he takes under his belt, and one of the most odd relationships he has developed is with the newest deputy on the force, he feels rather fatherly to a new deputy, The ferret taur Keystone, she reminds him of so much about his youth