Name: William C. Gunter
"Bill," never call him William
Age: 42
Sex: Male
D.o.B. August 3rd, 1921
•Height 5'11"
• Weight 200lbs mostly muscle
• Hair color & Style: long, to lower back. Primarily brown with sun kissed red and blonde highlights
• Eye color: blue with a slight circle of yellow around the pupil
Birthplace: San Francisco, California
Death Place: Hiking on the blue mountain range.
Orientation: Asexual
Miracle: Animalistic Sense. His Miracle gives him the senses of the animal kingdom and enhanced reflexes. He has a precognitive sense towards danger.
History: Bill was raised in post World War I America. His family was kind, trying to push him to have a better life than they did. He found people to be strongly opinionated, sometimes violently so, and couldn't understand why. He tried being a pacifist and a peace maker.
When he was drafted into World War II he gave up trying. He put himself in the Navy to fix communication services on ships, avoiding a good amount of combat. As soon as the war was over he retired and left society.
Bill made a home for himself in the northern Blue Mountain range. He decided that if humans were going to be so violent and kill each other of such small things that animals should be much better company. It took quite a few years but after a while the animals came to trust him and eventually there wasn't a day that went by where he wasn't surrounded by them.
He learned how to hunt, how to survive in almost any condition. He wrestled bears, tended broken birds and sick mammals, and hiked with elk, deer, and sheep. He didn't give up eating meat, he simply just killed at ate the ones who would've struggled to survive past a certain point.
22 years after starting that life style, Bill went hiking through caves. He was weaponless, and it was a short distance from his home so he expected to return quickly. A boulder fell near the entrance and he tried to duck back into the cave to survive, however it landed on his legs, trapping and crippling him, preventing entrance for anything else. He died, slowly, from thirst and hunger.