Rudra posed in techniques, which could be described as a yoga of flexing.

Even as an adolescent, Rudra was of strong built. And soon He started becoming aware of His physique. Every morning, as He bathed under a favourite waterfall, He would take time to see His own reflection in the still waters of the pool. Sometimes He posed in techniques, which could be described as a yoga of flexing. The animals laughed, even as their doe-eyes widened in loving admiration. This would prod Him to carry the act out even longer; something He assiduously avoided in the company of His father’s Raj Darbar, the Royal court. Clearly, it was in the jungle, where the Lord was on show: unabashedly, yet securely.
His physical attributes were the epitome of paradox. His skin was wheat colored but lustrous; tight but fresh looking, like that of a young child. His hair was thick and matty, but had a well-groomed effect. He liked to wear it long and loose, and it was similar in character to the freefalling rush of His waterfall. His eyes were sharp. Not big, but piercingly magnetic.