• Grabriel • Harmon •
• Black jaguar •
• Black jaguar •
███████ ██ ██ тhis ɨs ωho ɨ αm...
→ αs ɣou ¢an ѕee, Gabriel Harmon ɨs мy ηame.
→ вut ʀather тhan Gabriel, ¢all мe Gabe.
→ ʝust ɨn ¢ase ɣou ¢an't тell, ɨ'm α male
→ ωho ɨs twenty-seven ɣears σld.
→ мy ρack ɨs Dalan ѕo ɢet σver ɨt.
→ ℓast вut ηot ℓeast, ɨ'm тhe Viscount.
███████ ██ ██ тhese αre мy ɨnterests...
→ ɨf ɨ ¢an't нave мore σf тhese...
___► Power
___► Wealth
___► Parties
тhen ɨ ωill нurt ɣou.
→ ɨf ɣou ɢive мe мore σf тhese...
___► Being told what to do
___► Nagging
___► His brother and his pack
тhen ɨ ωill ¢ut ɣou.
→ ɨf ɣou вring мe ηear αny σf тhese...
___► Becoming poor
___► Having to live like an animal
___► Something happening to Tabbitha
тhen ɨ ωill кill ɣou.
███████ ██ ██ αnd тhis ɨs мy ѕtory...
→ α ℓittle вackground ηoise...
Being born the son of a viscount, I was thrown into the lap of luxury since birth. I was the first born. Heir to receive my father's place when it was my turn to step up. I wasn't an only child for long, though. My parent's were quick when it came to children. My younger brother came into the world next and then a long line of other brothers and sisters after him.
Growing up me and my brother were really close. We were taught by the finest tutors. Things like politics, economics, and more importantly about ourselves. We were shifters. Obviously, gifted by the Gods. Our father was a black jaguar and our mother was a tiger. Being males we took the genes of our father, while our sisters took that of our mother. Being close in age we did most things together and learned things together. Of course that didn't last long.
Soon, Kyrian started drifting away to hang out with a dirty peasant. I really don't see what he saw in her. She was in the lowest class. Dirty poor. By God, she even dug through the trash! The more we grew the more we didn't get a long. We started to fight over trivial things. Most of our fights were him hanging around the street urchin. He was giving the family a bad name, as people started to take notice to the friendship.
By the time I turned seventeen, Kyrian had run off with the girl. Of course, I didn't know the problems he would later cause and the war that would come out of it. It wasn't my concern if he was going to disgrace the family like that. It was up to me to restore the family name. Starting with me becoming Viscount. My father was ready to give up the title and for that I needed a wife.
Tabbitha came to me on a stormy night. It is safe to say we didn't get along. Most things we did not agree with. I found her impossible to be around and tried to spend most of my time away from her to do other things. A husband. That didn't sound right in my mouth. I'm not going to lie to you, that during our first year together I cheated on her multiple times. Either way we got married and after about a year of avoiding her...well, she finally became something to tolerate. I'm not sure what did it, but she started to grown on me. I stopped my little flings and started to focus more on her. Still, we do get into fights but they aren't nearly as bad as the ones in our past.
→ αnd ωhatever єlse...
___He is terribly greedy and possessive over things. That includes Tabby.
███████ ██ ██ α ℓittle єxtra...
→ мy тheme ѕong ɨs Too Fake ωhether ɣou ℓike ɨt σr ηot.
→ мy мaster ɨs Kick Off Your Stilettos
