Slush
This wolf is not currently a stored record in the dynasty. Its record will expire in 5 rollovers.
| Last Details | |
|---|---|
| Death Age | 7 years 8 months (Elder) |
| Sex | Female Largest Pup |
| Personality | Dedicated |
| Breeding Records | |
|---|---|
| Death Age in Rollovers | 184 |
| Pups Bred | 13 pups bred |
| Looks | |
|---|---|
| Base | Titanium (0.29%) |
| Base Genetics | Monochrome Light II |
| Eyes | Gray |
| Skin | Lusxnei |
| Nose | Black |
| Claws | Black |
| Mutation | None |
| Secondary Mutation | None |
| Carrier Status | Unknown |
| Variant | Default |
| Markings | |
|---|---|
| Slot 1 | None |
| Slot 2 | Silver Back Heavy Patch (59%) |
| Slot 3 | None |
| Slot 4 | Zircon Tamaskan Unders (28%) |
| Slot 5 | None |
| Slot 6 | None |
| Slot 7 | None |
| Slot 8 | None |
| Slot 9 | None |
| Slot 10 | None |
| Birth Stats | ||
|---|---|---|
| Strength | Speed | Agility |
| 56 | 65 | 85 |
| Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
| 75 | 63 | 344 |
| Birth Information | |
|---|---|
| Moon |  Third Quarter Moon |
| Season |  Spring |
| Biome | Prairie |
Biography
When Slush brings you a gift with a confident smile, you know that she spent a considerable amount of her time picking the perfect thing. You appreciate it as much as the gift itself.
Slush talks rapidly about how bothersome the bugs were when foraging, not letting you get a word in.
You find Slush carefully inspecting every inch of her nest for bugs, failing to notice your presence.
Slush says she'll be sure to find what herbs the pack needs and sets off without another word.
You see Slush carefully organising her belongings, paying little attention to anything else. She doesn't notice you until you are close enough to press your nose into her shoulder to get her attention.
She brings your attention to a strange plant among the mix. "I found this as well.. I'm not sure what it is, it may have some use but I can't be certain."
She looks confused and nudges the strange one. "This isn't native to this land. Something strange is going on."
She glances behind her. "I thought I heard a lost puppy on my way back, calling out to me."
Slush talks rapidly about how bothersome the bugs were when foraging, not letting you get a word in.
You find Slush carefully inspecting every inch of her nest for bugs, failing to notice your presence.
Slush says she'll be sure to find what herbs the pack needs and sets off without another word.
You see Slush carefully organising her belongings, paying little attention to anything else. She doesn't notice you until you are close enough to press your nose into her shoulder to get her attention.
She brings your attention to a strange plant among the mix. "I found this as well.. I'm not sure what it is, it may have some use but I can't be certain."
She looks confused and nudges the strange one. "This isn't native to this land. Something strange is going on."
She glances behind her. "I thought I heard a lost puppy on my way back, calling out to me."