You trotted along the uneven terrain, your paws sinking slightly into the soft blankets of snow that lay sprawled across the ground. The tundra stretched endlessly before you, a vast expanse of white under a pale sky, where winter seemed to linger far longer than welcome. For some, this place is a harsh prison, but for others, it's home. You can feel that biting cold breeze stirring your fur, bringing with it a strange scent. It was the aroma of a pack's territory, blended with soft notes of pine and hints of fresh rain.

You follow it through the strange area, tracking the scent along a path marked by numerous pawprints. It's quiet here, except for the joyful barks of pups playing in the distance. At the end of the path, you stumble upon a clearing. There's a small campsite nestled in the snow, featuring rocky dens and snug underground burrows. You can spot tiny wooden fires, all cozy with mossy beds around them. It gives off such a warm vibe despite the chill. Where the wolves are relaxing has thawed just enough to reveal patches of dirt and tiny bits of freshly sprouted grass.

Here, you can lightly hear them sharing stories of those touched by the snow. How some individuals have fur marked as if it was stained while they frolicked in the soft, white frost. They call them "Dreamwalkers." But it's not long before you draw their attention. Is it your look or the way you walk? Nonetheless, a large male with shades of dark green fur lifts his head when he spots you upon the path. What will you do? Will you linger a moment longer? Stroll by? Or maybe you'll take the plunge and greet the entire pack?

Welcome to Divinity, newcomer.

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Favourite Genetics:
Accents - Mud and Spectre.
Eyes - Smoke and Halo.
Markings - Silver Inuit Unders, Black Peacock, Black Streaks, Umbra Cracks, and Black Panda.
Bases - Badger and Caribou.
Mutations - Zerdava Piebald.

NEW STUD! Gwyrdd G3 Zerdava Piebald.

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