⊗ Steil
Last Details | |
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Death Age | 7 years 6 months (Elder) |
Sex | Female |
Personality | Unfriendly |
Breeding Records | |
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Death Age in Rollovers | 180 |
Pups Bred | 22 pups bred |
Looks | |
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Base | Steele (0.35%) |
Base Genetics | Monochrome Medium II |
Eyes | Hetero Black & White |
Skin | Black |
Nose | Black |
Claws | Lusxnei |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | None |
Carrier Status | View Report |
Variant | Default |
Markings | |
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Slot 1 | None |
Slot 2 | Black Patchy Unders (38%) |
Slot 3 | None |
Slot 4 | Black Back Heavy Patch (39%) |
Slot 5 | None |
Slot 6 | White Bottoms (29%) |
Slot 7 | Beige Inuit Unders (49%) |
Slot 8 | White Unders (44%) |
Slot 9 | White Inuit Unders (46%) |
Slot 10 | Tuff Lupos (40%) |
Birth Stats | ||
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Strength | Speed | Agility |
Unknown | Unknown | Unknown |
Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
Unknown | Unknown | Unknown |
Birth Information | |
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Moon | Unknown |
Season | Unknown |
Biome | Unknown |
Biography
She has been found wandering the prairie one warm afternoon. She has been met by the Patriarch. She was no sweet cookie, giving a stinky eye to the male, but she was wounded at the time. Having no say, she was taken into this pack where she got nurtured. She lived a life on her own, a rough one at that. One that proved that she is all she's got. She was put to duty before she could hatch any plan. She could eat all she wanted here after all.... With time, she grew close to the ladies of the pack. She did have a suitor but neither were too ready. - 10th rollover in the pack.
Future - She was present in one of the Alphas meetings, where she had a straying eye. On one dark afternoon she had a fling, where she bore pups. With her defenses up, she was more secluded, worried of the judgement the pack would have to her two eyed pups. Trauma from the past has been stark in her mind. However, the packmates have kept reassuring her that she is loved here, as well as her pups. Despite the troubles she has caused before, she started opening up and finding that this was truly her home. No matter how much she has been fighting it.... This was .... her family...
- Age: She lived in this pack to a ripe age of 6 years. Every day was monotonous. Meaning has been lost ever since Patriarch left. Times were hard and she was no longer given special treatment like before. She was a good hunter, but she has gotten skinny every now and then. With Voss's new changes in the pack, she was finally able to touch the grass with her worn paws. Having been a dedicated hunter took its toll, she was weak in her limbs (Arthritis). But she was given a good last year of her life. She managed to give birth to another litter, roll in the grass, eat her fill, and make connections with her packmates in ways she hasn't been able to before.
-The End: She was found one sunny afternoon under a shade in a thicket. She was still as though sleeping. After calling her repeatedly, she didn't respond. Coming up closer to check what was going on, it was reported that she has passed away. With a smile on her old grey face, her last thoughts were of gratitude to Voss for the changes and giving her a good last year of her life.
Auto Friended 5 gc
Role: Hunter for majority of her life
Future - She was present in one of the Alphas meetings, where she had a straying eye. On one dark afternoon she had a fling, where she bore pups. With her defenses up, she was more secluded, worried of the judgement the pack would have to her two eyed pups. Trauma from the past has been stark in her mind. However, the packmates have kept reassuring her that she is loved here, as well as her pups. Despite the troubles she has caused before, she started opening up and finding that this was truly her home. No matter how much she has been fighting it.... This was .... her family...
- Age: She lived in this pack to a ripe age of 6 years. Every day was monotonous. Meaning has been lost ever since Patriarch left. Times were hard and she was no longer given special treatment like before. She was a good hunter, but she has gotten skinny every now and then. With Voss's new changes in the pack, she was finally able to touch the grass with her worn paws. Having been a dedicated hunter took its toll, she was weak in her limbs (Arthritis). But she was given a good last year of her life. She managed to give birth to another litter, roll in the grass, eat her fill, and make connections with her packmates in ways she hasn't been able to before.
-The End: She was found one sunny afternoon under a shade in a thicket. She was still as though sleeping. After calling her repeatedly, she didn't respond. Coming up closer to check what was going on, it was reported that she has passed away. With a smile on her old grey face, her last thoughts were of gratitude to Voss for the changes and giving her a good last year of her life.
Auto Friended 5 gc
Role: Hunter for majority of her life
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