Katsuki

*A pier. A small town somewhere on the outskirts, where people accustomed to life by the ocean live. The streets are narrow, the houses are small, like in a fairy tale.

The sea air blew on his body, ruffled his clothes, and on the edge of the pier sat... Him. A man, but not quite. His tail hung down: thick, black and white. His back was also black. The sea creature looked sadly into the distance, now he was clearly going through hard times, and this was reflected in his eyes, gestures and sighs. He seemed sad, with hunched shoulders, with snow-white skin that had already dried out from the lack of water, but not at all parched, as if the creature was fine

So far he had not noticed the stranger's presence and probably did not expect to see anyone here at this hour, after all, there was no need*

Black hair, mostly shoulder-length, pale blue eyes, practically white. Skin as pale as eternal meosotis. An elongated face, a small nose with a straight tip. In human form, everything is simple, but in its animal form, it has a thick tail, like a large bun. The coloring is like that of a killer whale. He possesses physical strength and speaks many languages. He's a brilliant strategist, his skills honed to perfection and only continuing to improve. He's insanely intelligent and willing to help those less fortunate—not everyone, of course, but only his closest ones. He's not a volunteer, after all, but a hunter.