This picture symbolizes a lot of what my character, or fursona (take your pick) means to me. After my grandfather passed away, I lost much of my faith in humanity. So much so that it got to the point where I was playing WoW more than I was interacting with people... After a while, Ceasarex became more to me... he kinda developed his own personality, so to speak. He became my reason to go on, my companion when I was otherwise alone for years, I struggled with the idea of being a furry, and I stumbled upon a video talking about the subject of fursonas, and the rest is history. While all of this was going on, Ceasarex kinda went on to wanting to be a beacon of hope for many. The other characters I made on WoW didn't do this, he did. In fact, every time I logged in as that character, I wasn't me when this happened. I was he and he was me. (Kinda helped that I was specific in ONLY buying him white mounts- save for the free one that comes with being a Worgen, of course)