Balikrag shook his head, heavy under the weight of his massive, silver horns, flicking lukewarm water. Under the oppressive heat of the jungle, his ice-caked fur melted free. He looked uncomfortably damp, yet seemed quite fine - well, as fine as he could seem. His villainous face tended to look naturally furious.
Beady red eyes scanned the immediate area. A rumble came forth from deep within his chest, keeping all that evaded his notice tucked within their hiding places.