The fact that most humans seemed to think of the merfolk as consisting of only dainty, beautiful women was a constant source of annoyance for Kisame. He was neither dainty nor a woman and he 'd never met a single member of any race who would ever call him beautiful. The skin of his upper body was light blue while the scales of his shark-like tail were a deep navy, a stark contrast to the white underbelly. He came from a line of Folk who had not yet evolved out of the gills that split both sides of his neck nor the razor sharp teeth that lined his mouth. The best description he could hope for was

fierce

.