Name

Nikolaos Dunamis
“Victor of People”
Manipulative Narcissist

Appearance

White wolf, black underbelly and bottom of neck and face up to a black mask on his face. Tail and paws are also black. Hetrochromia brown and blue eyes like brother.
Very concerned with looking good, grooms himself regularly and will acquire jewellery as his father did, possibly in a similar fashion. Keeps his fur in good condition through treatments he hears about through the grapevine.
He is a large wolf but only stands at 36 inches. This has obviously made him much smaller than his siblings. It does in some ways give him a bit of a complex.

Personality

Primary Motivator: Adoration, wants to be cherished, admired and wanted by others.
Emotional Disposition: Contemptuous
Moodiness: Labile
Outlook: Optimistic, Idealistic
Integrity: Unscrupulous, manipulative
Impulsiveness: Spontaneous, rash
Boldness: Intrepid, audacious
Agreeableness: Disagreeable. Cantankerous when he doesn’t get his way.
Interactivity: Engaging, talkative
Conformity: Conventional when it comes to his family, does what they would expect. But when they are not looking he is Heterodox. Doing what he needs to get attention.

RP Sample

The large-yet-small creature walked calmly across the beach. His head was held high and the glittering chains around his neck twinkled in the sunlight. With every step they sang a melodic tune as they danced against each other. It was almost as if he was calling out for attention rather than hiding from it as most loners would. His face was set in a comfortable smile, one that said he was calm and at ease with himself and the world. After all why wouldn’t he be? He was Nikolaos Dunamis. He was a legend.

He was something worth worship, in fact not only was he worth worshipping but he deserved worship. He expected worship.

Of course, he was not at all self-aware enough to realise that this desire to be worshipped and loved came from the manipulative tactics of his mother. He had never felt as adequate as his siblings, as after all he was much smaller. His size gave him a general disadvantage when compared to the others, even if he had tried just as hard. He had always seemed to come up short. His grand ideas about himself were in many ways a coping mechanism to survive the emotional torment he had been faced with and told was normal.

He stopped his gait, looking around the deserted beach, narrowing his eyes and grumbling to himself. This beach was not going to fit his needs. He needed a more populated area. He didn't notice its beauty or the calm that filled the area.

Future plots

Honestly I can see him becoming some sort of Marilyn Manson cult leader.
Manipulating and abusing those who are weak willed enough to love him into doing what he wants.
His brother swiping his power from him, or using the family name to force him and his cult-like following to do things.
Doing atrocious things to get the love he deserves.