walker fyrefly darlin

You stumbled into a bar of sorts, the air thick with the scent of booze and sex. Spotted in the corner was what seemed to be a wolfish man. Or, that's what he seemed to be what with his tail. He was actually born with a wolf tail it seems, ebony skin covered in scars, long, messy blue hair in a pompadour style, a purplish gray tank top, grayish black ripped jeans and spiked black boots. Something drew you to him... But what?