Ozark
Last Details | |
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Death Age | 7 years 7 months (Elder) |
Sex | Male |
Personality | Reliable |
Breeding Records | |
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Death Age in Rollovers | 182 |
Pups Bred | 55 pups bred |
Looks | |
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Base | Coot (0.24%) |
Base Genetics | Cool Dark II |
Eyes | Black |
Skin | Black |
Nose | Black |
Claws | White |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | None |
Carrier Status | View Report |
Variant | Relaxed |
Markings | |
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Slot 1 | None |
Slot 2 | Black Dilution (38%) |
Slot 3 | None |
Slot 4 | White Limbs (66%) |
Slot 5 | Black Forehead (79%) |
Slot 6 | Black Blanket (13%) |
Slot 7 | Gray Inuit Unders (1%) |
Slot 8 | None |
Slot 9 | None |
Slot 10 | None |
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
Ozark was the Herbalist of The Luckyfooted Wolf Pack since its foundation. He was the mate of Lucky and the breeding male of the pack, breeding 55 pups over his lifetime.
He was a reliable wolf, who you could go to for all your wants and needs. He was very strong and sometimes wished to have been a hunter, but as he grew older, he loved staying nestled in his den. He sometimes lacked brains when he was in a bad mood, often saying things he shouldn't have. But, he never slipped in his knowledge of herbs.
As his end was growing closer, he took on an apprentice named Speckles. He passed down all his knowledge to her, and thought of her like a daughter.
Unexpectedly, in one of the last litters he sired, he produced a pup with far too many legs… The pups mother came to him and begged to end his suffering, so Ozark and Speckles went searching for a cure. After obtaining an Osha root, Ozark was able to safely remove the pups extra limbs and let him live a normal life.
Ozark passed away on May 10th, 2024 during Springtime's New Moon from Old Age.
You walk towards a cave opening, pushing past the vines that cover the entrance, and stop to see a wolf sorting herbs. He seems to notice your presence and turns around with a warm smile to greet you. "Hello!" He welcomes you with a wagging tail, "I'm Ozark, the herbalist. You're here to learn about the pack, right? Well, I'd love to help! Come on, I'll show you around!" …
"Our pack was founded by Lucky, a great leader and amazing friend. She is a wonderful mother, too." Ozark smiles, watching his mate from afar with a warm smile.
…
"Well, here we are again. This is my den, I use herbalism to help heal my pack-mates with whichever illness or injury comes across them. I hoard many things here, like applicatiors, breeding items, medicines, herbs, recipes and special use items. Anything to help my pack! The rest of the hoard is in the leaders' den." Ozark shakes his head as he realizes he's rambling on, "Anyways, I appreciate you stopping by! I hope you got to learn more about our pack! And please, don't be afraid to come to me for anything, I'd be happy to help!" He grins warmly to you.
He was a reliable wolf, who you could go to for all your wants and needs. He was very strong and sometimes wished to have been a hunter, but as he grew older, he loved staying nestled in his den. He sometimes lacked brains when he was in a bad mood, often saying things he shouldn't have. But, he never slipped in his knowledge of herbs.
As his end was growing closer, he took on an apprentice named Speckles. He passed down all his knowledge to her, and thought of her like a daughter.
Unexpectedly, in one of the last litters he sired, he produced a pup with far too many legs… The pups mother came to him and begged to end his suffering, so Ozark and Speckles went searching for a cure. After obtaining an Osha root, Ozark was able to safely remove the pups extra limbs and let him live a normal life.
Ozark passed away on May 10th, 2024 during Springtime's New Moon from Old Age.
Ozark's Healing Corner
You walk towards a cave opening, pushing past the vines that cover the entrance, and stop to see a wolf sorting herbs. He seems to notice your presence and turns around with a warm smile to greet you. "Hello!" He welcomes you with a wagging tail, "I'm Ozark, the herbalist. You're here to learn about the pack, right? Well, I'd love to help! Come on, I'll show you around!" …
"Our pack was founded by Lucky, a great leader and amazing friend. She is a wonderful mother, too." Ozark smiles, watching his mate from afar with a warm smile.
…
"Well, here we are again. This is my den, I use herbalism to help heal my pack-mates with whichever illness or injury comes across them. I hoard many things here, like applicatiors, breeding items, medicines, herbs, recipes and special use items. Anything to help my pack! The rest of the hoard is in the leaders' den." Ozark shakes his head as he realizes he's rambling on, "Anyways, I appreciate you stopping by! I hope you got to learn more about our pack! And please, don't be afraid to come to me for anything, I'd be happy to help!" He grins warmly to you.