Cinder the Quiet
Last Details | |
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Death Age | 8 years 0 months (Elder) |
Sex | Male |
Personality | Neutral |
Breeding Records | |
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Death Age in Rollovers | 192 |
Pups Bred | 202 pups bred |
Looks | |
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Base | Annwn (0.06%) |
Base Genetics | Special Dark * |
Eyes | Total Eclipse |
Skin | Fern |
Nose | Marbled |
Claws | Mud |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | None |
Carrier Status | View Report |
Variant | Sentinel |
Markings | |
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Slot 1 | Gray Inuit Unders (5%) |
Slot 2 | Amor Cracks (50%) |
Slot 3 | Ducat Sallander (15%) |
Slot 4 | Black Eyebrows (40%) |
Slot 5 | Black Panda (100%) |
Slot 6 | White Undersides (56%) |
Slot 7 | Hydrangea Lupos (100%) |
Slot 8 | White Merle (15%) |
Slot 9 | Black Cross (100%) |
Slot 10 | Black Muzzle Patch (35%) |
Birth Stats | ||
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Strength | Speed | Agility |
69 | 99 | 103 |
Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
65 | 57 | 393 |
Birth Information | |
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Moon | Third Quarter Moon |
Season | Winter |
Biome | Mountains |
Biography
Backstory
Cinderstar came into the pack as an adopted puppy. He was immediately expected to become the leader of this pack once he became an adult. As a confused young pup who was forced to grow up, wasn't sure how to feel about this new pack he wasn't even born in. Weren't pack leaders supposed to be from one lineage? Why was he, an outsider, brought in to lead this pack? He never had an answer. He just silently accepted his role and was taken under Flamestar's wing.
As a young puppy, he never made any friends. Not many of the others, who were born there, seemed to like him. No matter how hard he tried, they all just seemed to be jealous of his predestined high position. Not to mention all of the older wolves who didn't like him. He just accepted his fate to be alone forever.
Once he made it into adolescents he was trained as a scout. He didn't mind the role. He got to spend time by himself and he liked it. Seeming like an outcast in the pack, being a scout didn't seem that bad. Throughout his adolescents he was alone. The only wolves he spent time around were his mentors, Scorpionsnare and Snailbuck, and of course, Flamestar. Any other time he could be seen off to the side by himself. One wolf he looked up to was Falconwing. She, and her mate, Cricketjump, were two of the nicest wolves to him. They were like mother figures to him. As a younger pup, whenever he was upset or felt alone, he knew he could go to them for anything. When they both passed one morning, he was distraught and couldn't think straight for several days. They were the only wolves who understood him and loved him, and then they were gone...
He went into adulthood unhappy. He had recently found out he was to be a stud. He wasn't sure about it, he wasn't interested in females, or males, but accepted it without a fight. Like he did with most things. After Flamestar passed and he took on the role of pack leader, he proved himself to be an excellent leader. So far nothing has been too bad. Hunting has been steady, herbs have been easy to gather, no sickness has spread, and the pups are happy. Cinder has accepted his role as a stud and doesn't seem to mind it too much. He's only three and still has a lot of life left to live. He can only hope the rest of his time as the leader goes smoothly...
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Background
[Canada] Nova Scotia - Cape Breton
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