Tim, the giant panther stands here, purring loudly.

Tim's huge size is only accentuated by his rather fuzzy, silver-grey fur which
runs from his tail all the way to the wet, black nose at the end of his broad
muzzle. Looking like he just stood in a hot volcano vent after a rain shower,
his fur fluffs up all over the place, giving him a rather ridiculous appearance.
His claws, on the other hand, show a more serious side. Four razor-sharp, black,
glistening talons protrude from each of his oversized paws. Looming over seven
feet tall, to his ear tips, Tim would certainly be able to carry all but the
very largest riders with ease. He moves his heavily muscled limbs with
surprising grace, prowling quietly around on thick pads. The most surprising
aspect of Tim, aside from his general size, is the pair of large wings folded at
his flanks. Neither fur, skin, nor feather, these wings appear to consist of
nothing more than shadows and aether, their grey colour brought alive by an
otherworldly shimmer. More often than not, the area around Tim is filled with
the low, rumbling, soothing purr issuing deep from his powerful chest.
Tim, the giant panther exudes a quiet confidence.
He weighs about 900 pounds.
His feedbag is nearly full and he is looking quite nourished.
He is loyal to Caffrey.