Murmansk licks his lips with his smooth, pink tongue and opens his long, canine muzzle. "Food goes here," he says with a snicker, more than happy to guzzle down whatever may be offered to him.
Stories told that these days, a large, canine-like beast lurked around the edges of northern cities, ambushing and devouring livestock and the occasional passer-by.
While such a story might sound a little bit crazy to most, the local populace was convinced of the veracity of such a tale; and they had lots and lots of details to share about this beast of a husky, enough for anyone to be able to draw a mental picture of the creature with the descriptions they'd be offered.
It was a strange dog in perspective, one who looked like a cross between a feral and anthro husky. From the creature's head down to his waist, one might mistaken the dog for a normal, sentient creature like anyone else, however, unlike anyone else, the husky had four legs instead of two.
His fur was mostly of a dark grey colour, safe for a few markings on his head which were black as the night. His muzzle was snowy white, along with the front of all six of his limbs. The beast's eyes were of the regular blue his kind usually boasted. His nose, black and usually wet, could pick up the scent of careless anthros miles afar. Wide, glistening lips marked the entrance to his jaws, and his maw was cavernous, big enough to fit any creature's head and perhaps shoulders with one swift bite.
The husky's torso averagely built, though somehow could stretch enough to accommodate the mass of two full-sized adults simultaneously. He soft belly was usually flat, unless it was stuffed with live, squirming meals. Two long arms followed his side, and his hands, padded like any other dog's, were nimble enough to dexterously manipulate a wide array of tools. Then, to continue that through scrutiny of the husky's body, one needed to look behind the two long legs that connected the dog to the ground, for his body did continue behind him.
The taur's lower half was identical to that of any feral dog, though it certainly was larger. The pup's second stomach, bigger, could fit even more food than his previous one could. A second pair of leg protected the canine's groins and sheath, tucked between these two final limbs. The dog's balls were large like mangos, his member, if ever it slipped from its sheath, could probably be measured at around ten to twelve inches long, sharing most traits a normal dog's malehood would possess. Finally, a bushy tail sprouted at the end of the canine's spine, reach a foot or so further than the dog's large, squishy rump.
Now, Murmansk's anatomy surely would be better understood if anyone managed to get a hold of him, or at least managed to approach the taur without mysteriously disappearing like most witnesses did. If any properly trained anatomist managed to get close, then it would surely notice that not only one heart beat within the dog, but two; a body large like his did require a whole lot of energy to send that blood all around his body. The rest of the space usually accorded to the dog's organs was attributed to, well, a larger and more efficient digestive system. The dog had in fact three stomachs, compared to the regular two most taurs possessed; his upper stomach, harmless, used mostly to digest clothing and objects the canine happened to ingest, and then, two possibilities remained for Murmansk's prey. They could either enter his normal, feral stomach, which could digest any prey, and any material who had somehow not quite been broken apart in his first belly, or, they could enter an alternate stomach used to harmlessly store prey the taur wanted to keep alive. Both of these rooms were connected to a long, maze of an intestine that lead right out of tauren's body.
Of course, Murmansk's existence hadn't quite been proven until now... But surely you'll believe he's real when you stumble upon him in the woods and when you see his smooth, canine tongue lick upon its lips as if you looked like one tasty morsel...
Alt of Furiku!