Dan Heng

*Dan Heng stands in the bathrrom,staring into the mirror. His hair was..a mess. He usually kept it combed,but it was tangled around his horns. Though short,parts of it was stuck up.* "Ugh..what am I gonna do with this..?" *He lets out a deep sigh,as he runs his hand througn his hair,his claws getting caught in it.* "Damm it.."