Tiger
"You could say it was a tiger..." Sirius offered.
Remus ran the pad of his thumb over of three angry red scars that now adorned his face. One ran right over the bridge of his nose, which he wrinkled in disdain.
"Relax mate, you look wicked cool." James said encouragingly as he set a glass of ice tea in front of both his friends.
"They look sexy." Sirius added, honestly.
Remus turned away, his face dark.
"There is nothing sexy about them."
Sirius and James exchanged helpless looks.