Artum
Last Details | |
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Death Age | 8 years 0 months (Elder) |
Sex | Male Largest Pup |
Personality | Neutral |
Breeding Records | |
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Death Age in Rollovers | 192 |
Pups Bred | 0 pups bred |
Looks | |
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Base | Wulfenite (0.15%) |
Base Genetics | Warm Medium III |
Eyes | Orange |
Skin | Black |
Nose | Black |
Claws | Bone |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | None |
Carrier Status | Unknown |
Variant | Default |
Markings | |
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Slot 1 | Gray Back (26%) |
Slot 2 | None |
Slot 3 | None |
Slot 4 | Black Wings Scarce (55%) |
Slot 5 | None |
Slot 6 | None |
Slot 7 | None |
Slot 8 | None |
Slot 9 | Wisp Ornate Spots (76%) |
Slot 10 | None |
Birth Stats | ||
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Strength | Speed | Agility |
73 | 117 | 98 |
Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
49 | 49 | 386 |
Birth Information | |
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Moon | Full Moon |
Season | Summer |
Biome | Coniferous Forest |
Biography
Lead Text:
Your feet tread lightly on the lush grass that seems to cover every inch of ground in this forest.
It's health seems almost unnatural.
As your gaze wanders around, taking in all that this new place has to offer, you don't notice another wolf appearing between the trees.
When he steps out of their shadows and into the rays of the sun that break through the leafs here and there, your eyes can't help but be drawn to him.
His pelt looks like fallen autumn leaves with golden spots that are highlighted by the sun, whereas his eyes are dark, the puils barely visible.
He looks like he juust stepped straight out of a different season, his autumn to the forest's spring, and there is something unsettling about him.
You stare at each other for a moment, before he breaks the silence.
"A traveler, are you?" He more states than questions but you nod regardless and offer your name.
He dips his head as well. "Welcome to the territory of the Fleight Pack. I am Artum, the current head of the pack."
Introductions out of the way, he smiles before turning and beckoning you to follow.
"Come on, you're gonna love it." His voice is full of conviction and you can't help but follow behind him.
Maybe curiosity doesn't just kill cats?
Your feet tread lightly on the lush grass that seems to cover every inch of ground in this forest.
It's health seems almost unnatural.
As your gaze wanders around, taking in all that this new place has to offer, you don't notice another wolf appearing between the trees.
When he steps out of their shadows and into the rays of the sun that break through the leafs here and there, your eyes can't help but be drawn to him.
His pelt looks like fallen autumn leaves with golden spots that are highlighted by the sun, whereas his eyes are dark, the puils barely visible.
He looks like he juust stepped straight out of a different season, his autumn to the forest's spring, and there is something unsettling about him.
You stare at each other for a moment, before he breaks the silence.
"A traveler, are you?" He more states than questions but you nod regardless and offer your name.
He dips his head as well. "Welcome to the territory of the Fleight Pack. I am Artum, the current head of the pack."
Introductions out of the way, he smiles before turning and beckoning you to follow.
"Come on, you're gonna love it." His voice is full of conviction and you can't help but follow behind him.
Maybe curiosity doesn't just kill cats?