Unusual and hair raising, striking to look at, and a bit of a wildcard. There is a strongly feral gleam in his eyes. Does not stay near camp at night, preferring to lurk the shadows. Tathamet is known from being unpredictable. Push him one step forward and expect yourself to be stubbornly dragged three steps back. Aggressive with his food; he will always eat first. It's suspected that a bad gene slipped through somehow between the sweet natures of both his parents. A handler has yet to be discovered who can settle him enough to be ridden. He is, however, passive toward sled pulling. This seems to actually be quite a talent for him.