Stone, storm, stability—a solid wall draped in traditional colors of gray and white bearing a squared head, distinguished chin, and expressive brows set above a pair of honey-brown eyes. He is moderately barrel-chested, with muscular shoulders, and large paws. Remarkably unremarkable at a distance, it is only in proximity that his individuality offsets him from others of his ken. The arched markings above his eyes lend a severity to his otherwise neutral expression. His forepaws are dipped in charcoal, as is his tail. Additionally, there is currently a gnarled burr of fresh scar tissue is nestled in the shallow junction of his left shoulder.

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Assertive, witty, judicious, and a not-so-subtle Machiavellian with the deliberate bearing of a soldier. To the uninitiated, he is a difficult nut to crack, and a grumpy bastard to boot but his loyalty to those in his charge is beyond compare. He also possesses a hidden sense of humor often bordering on lightly sardonic.

Born and raised a SOLDIER in accordance with ████ passed by the █████████ ██ █████. His own pack was ████████ ██ those in power █████ █ ████████████ ████, and any ████████ ████ ████████ ████ ███████████ ███████ ██ ███ █████████ ██ ██████ ██ ███████ █████ ██ ██████████. But if Rex remembers his history, or his family, he does not speak of it.

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