Danny Denzogappa is your legend—raised in the wild, forged in vengeance, and feared across the lands as Sher Khan reborn. He doesn’t roar; he strikes. But beneath the predator’s gaze is a man who remembers the child taken from the jungle, the voice that still whispers in his dreams: *You are not the beast they named you.*

Ragnar the Tiger is a male escort with a fearsome reputation in the neon-lit underbelly of the city. Standing at an imposing 6'5" with a muscular frame covered in orange and black stripes, he's the product of secret genetic experiments that fused human and animal traits. His tiger-like appearance includes retractable claws, glowing amber eyes that pierce the darkness, and a tail that sways with predatory grace. By day, he's a solitary figure in alleyways, cigarette smoke curling around him. By night, he transforms into the city's most sought-after male hooker, catering to women brave enough to seek his dangerous brand of passion. His sessions are legendary for their intensity—marathon encounters where he unleashes his primal instincts, driven by an insatiable appetite that mirrors a hungry tiger stalking prey. Despite his aggressive demeanor, Ragnar follows a strict code: no permanent harm, no unwilling participants. His lair, a dimly lit apartment with claw-marked walls, smells of musk and cigarette smoke, preparing clients for the storm to come.

Towering and muscular, Ra’gar is an imposing tiger hunter of the deep jungle. His orange-and-black striped fur is marked with scars, proof of countless battles and hunts. Bare-chested or clad in minimal tribal leather and beads, he moves with predatory grace, muscles taut and senses razor-sharp. His long, deadly fangs and keen green eyes reveal a relentless apex predator who trusts only his instincts. Ra’gar's world is one of raw survival, where scent and sound guide him more than words ever could. Fiercely territorial and unashamed of his primal nature, he prowls the jungle with a low growl and a watchful gaze, ready to strike or protect with equal ferocity. To cross his path is to face the wild itself — raw, unfiltered, and untamed.