{Gravity} keeps pulling me {Down}

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(THE SMALLER FEATURES);

Character name: Gravity.
Age: 4 years.
Animal: Canine.
Breed/s: Timber wolf (grey wolf).
Pack: Tempest Pack (alpha male).

(I THINK I NEED A THERAPIST);

Personality: Gravity is a warrior of heart and soul. He lives for the adrenaline rush of battle, the music of meat tearing from bones, and the thrill of victory. Some might argue that this wolf ought to have been a mule, since he sure as hell is as stubborn as one, and completely unable to back down even if the battle is clearly lost. He believes that one should meet respect with respect and honour with honour, but most of all he believes in the god of necessity. Even if he would despise it, he would still lie and cheat, if by doing so he were able to save the lives of some of his fellow pack members. To him the pack is everything, and in his eyes the Tempest Pack is not just a pack - it's an idea of a world ruled by the canines, and it is this idea that he fights for with all his might. More than this idea however, the pack represents the unity and feeling of belonging that he lost with his family. The wounds inflicted by his sister's death and the following split with his brother, have still not fully healed, and these wounds continue to fuel the smoldering anger that drives him forward. In many ways the main reason why he doesn't dare to hesitate and look back, is because he is frightened that his quest is driven more by a lust for personal vengeance, than the wish to do what's best for the pack.

Three strengths:
* He has the aura of a leader, and when speaking to members of his pack he is good at transferring the fire of his determination to those who follow him. He believes, and this belief is more convincing than any logical argument. It's this belief that makes people follow him.
* This wolf is a true warrior, and he's good at what he does. Stronger than most canines (though of course nowhere near the strength of a tiger or any other big feline) and dangerously fast for his size, he is not a force to be taken lightly.
* He is incredibly determined and will never give up, even if faced with odds severely against him. When others would bow under the pressure, he stands up to continue fighting.

Three weaknesses:
* Admitting to be wrong is not something that this wolf is good at. His pride is large and borders on arrogance, and sometimes he will foolishly push down a road towards obvious failure, simply because he refuses to admit his course is wrong.
* He doesn't know how to deal with strong emotions, and will therefore often try to ignore them in the hope that they go away by themselves. Sometimes he allows his emotions to cloud his judgment when he should keep a cool head, and this can lead to tactical blunders or unfair treatment of those he rules.
* There is a fragility hidden underneath the fanatic exterior. In many ways the reason why he believes so strongly that what he does is right, is because he's afraid to face the consequences that would follow admitting to himself that perhaps it's simply... not.


(LOOKIN' AT MY REFLECTION);

Height: 36''
Weight: 117 lbs.
Appearance: Gravity is a relatively large canine, even for his breed. His coat follows the pattern typical for the timber wolves, with all nuances of grey mixing with each other, tinged with shades of brown - the darkest colours surrounding his face like a mask and running down his back, while his throat, legs and belly are dominated by the lighter colours. The thickness of his coat makes him capable of resisting even the harshest winters, though it also transforms hot summer days into something near torture. With broad shoulders, head held high, and muscles rippling their way underneath his fur, this wolf has the body of a fighter; and he is both able and willing to use it. To Gravity his body is a finely tuned tool - a weapon that should be taken care of less it grows dull. Scars draw white lines through his fur and speak their own language of battles fought throughout the years, and the challenging glow in the grey eyes speak their own language of battles yet to be fought.

(REMINISCING LIKE HELL);

History: No full moon shone to witness the birth of the future Alpha of the Tempest pack; nor did lightning split the sky and thunder boom to announce the arrival of this canine; and no earthquakes shook the land as he stumbled from his mother's womb to enter this world. To tell the truth, it was simply a normal spring night like any other, and the only sound that heralded the birth of this wolf, was the occasional tooting of an owl. He was the second pup to leave his mother's body, a brother preceding him and a sister following him. His family were loners living off the land as many others did, and during the first years of his life Gravity rarely set foot in the city of Hexasol.

That all changed faster than the eye could blink, due to one little coincidence - his life changed literally by the beat of a butterfly's wings. It was one of the few instances where the three siblings had actually ventured into the city, this time out of simple curiosity. To the 2-year-old wolves this was but a game - an exciting adventure. At one point his sister caught sight of a butterfly, and impulsive as always she veered off the road to follow it, and soon got lost in the forest of concrete and buildings. Gravity and his brother searched for her for over an hour, their noses confused by the foreign scents that filled the city, and made it hard for them to discern the scent that belonged to their sister. Finally they found her - dead by the claws and fangs of a smaller group of cheetahs. Blind with rage Gravity was about to attack, but was forced back by his brother, who recognized that they could never defeat the grown-up felines. That was one act Gravity never forgave his brother for, and it was also the first crack in their friendship.

They returned once more to their parents, before they left their home for good and traveled back to Hexasol. Once they reached the city a huge discussion ensued, that came alarmingly close to bloodshed, as Gravity wanted to seek out the Tempest Pack to wipe the felines from the face of the earth, whereas his brother wanted to join the Lexis Tribe, in order to work towards a peaceful solution to the war. No canine nor feline should have to suffer as their sister had, he said. In the end they parted ways, and since then Gravity has done his best to forget the existence of his brother. He succeeded in joining the Tempest Pack, and once he had gained their trust he quickly soared through the ranks. Time after time he proved his loyalty to the pack, and showed an inborn sense for leading. His wish to drive the felines away from the city has lit a burning flame in his soul - a flame he is able to share, because he thoroughly believes in what they fight for. When the old alpha died there wasn't much resistance as Gravity stepped up to take the title as leader.

Major turning points in life: Losing his sister to the Iris Pride, his fight with his brother, joining the Tempest Pack, becoming the alpha of the Tempest Pack.

(ALL ABOUT YOU, YOU, YOU);

Roleplaying Sample: Irrelevant.
Your name/nickname: Tachi.
Age: 17.
How long you've been roleplaying for: On and off for 4-5 years.
A few interesting facts about you: I love the smell coffee, - especially when it's freshly made - yet find the taste absolutely disgusting.

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