Beyond his obvious mutations and odd style of dress, Volk seems normal enough.  He looks to be in his early twenties with an athletic if slender frame, with dark features and lightly tanned skin.  The nano has an obvious confidence, and with it a certain amount of fearlessness.

There is a certain grace to Volk's mutations, lending them more to gradual discovery than abrupt shock.  Starting at about the knee, Volk's legs descend into long, serpentine coils, scaled in a vibrant green with fiery-orange diamond patters across their surfaces.  A third such coil joins from the base of Volk's spine.  In lieu of a cumbersome method of locomotion like slithering or even shifting his weight from step to step, Volk seems to float along on top of a series of brightly colored waves.

The rest of his body seems human enough.  At first, anyway.  The over-sized, furry pelt he wears like a coat, perpetually hanging off one lean shoulder or the other, hides just how long Volk's arms are.  His hands would be able to lay across his tibiae, if he had tibiae.  Volk's arms enter the coat looking normal and proportionate, and leave looking normal and proportionate, leaving it unclear if the effect is the coat or a mutation.  Beyond the coat, Volk wears a coppery belt on brown slacks, and what looks like a fleshy bracer on one arm.  And, one final surprise, he speaks in a pleasing harmony of three distinct voices.

Volk's bestial form, which he now refers to affectionately as 'Jume,' is deceptively cute, like an over-sized plush toy: oversized, brightly colorful eyes; sleek body covered in silky fur, striped with orange on red; large, almost conical ears, between the two of which can cover a full 360-degree arc; and a felinesque expression.  Jume's mouth only ever opens on one of three occasions; to roar, to eat, or to extend his grainy tongue to lap at an individual it finds soothing.  In either of the first two circumstances, Jume's mouth opens outward in six jaw-like flaps, revealing spur-like teeth designed to simultaneously shred, trap, and crush prey.  A long, orange, slender appendage strays off one of Jume's lone, multi-jointed forelimbs.  Though harder to notice, Jume's hindlimbs fade off into similar, serpentine versions of Volk's legs.  Transformed, Volk's coat fits Jume's form, hiding his striped furn under a thicker pelt of silver.