Birch
| Last Details | |
|---|---|
| Death Age | 8 years 0 months (Elder) |
| Sex | Male |
| Personality | Observant |
| Breeding Records | |
|---|---|
| Death Age in Rollovers | 192 |
| Pups Bred | 0 pups bred |
| Looks | |
|---|---|
| Base | White (3.14%) |
| Base Genetics | Monochrome Light I |
| Eyes | Orange |
| Skin | Oxblood |
| Nose | Fallow |
| Claws | Sandy |
| Mutation | None |
| Secondary Mutation | None |
| Carrier Status | Unknown |
| Variant | Default |
| Markings | |
|---|---|
| Slot 1 | Dark Brown Tail Tip (44%) |
| Slot 2 | None |
| Slot 3 | White Cape Ticking (19%) |
| Slot 4 | None |
| Slot 5 | None |
| Slot 6 | None |
| Slot 7 | None |
| Slot 8 | None |
| Slot 9 | None |
| Slot 10 | None |
| Birth Stats | ||
|---|---|---|
| Strength | Speed | Agility |
| Unknown | Unknown | Unknown |
| Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
| Unknown | Unknown | Unknown |
| Birth Information | |
|---|---|
| Moon | Unknown |
| Season | Unknown |
| Biome | Unknown |
Biography
Birch is quite a stern, quiet wolf. He has found love in mentoring in his old age though, being able to train the next generation deeply satisfies him.
Wednesday 21st of August 2024
The white wolf stared at the ground. Wilbur died. And yet he, the older one, the less fun one was still here...It just wasn't fair. Wilbur didn't even get to pup sit one last batch of puppies, meanwhile Birch had already accepted that his mentor days where over. Why Wilbur?! He still had things to do...
Suddenly, he felt the presence of someone; it was Tornado.
"So, I just wanted to say that.." he paused
"You're my favorite teacher ever, Birch. You made my puppy days brighter. And now I'm trying to train hard and remembering everything you've taught me!" he'd finally gotten out of his mouth
Birch was dumbfounded...and smiled deeply, for he had affected this youngster's life so deeply.
Tornado didn't leave then, still more to say?
"I was kind of wondering if you could advise me on my finishing technique? Only if you have time though"
Birch nodded.
"I'd be glad to, just give me some time to stretch my decrepit bones!"
Then they did what would probably be their last training session together, this time with Birch doing more explaining than demonstrating but Tornado didn't seem to mind at all. It didn't take away the pain of Wilbur but it was certainly a pleasant distraction.
Wednesday 21st of August 2024
The white wolf stared at the ground. Wilbur died. And yet he, the older one, the less fun one was still here...It just wasn't fair. Wilbur didn't even get to pup sit one last batch of puppies, meanwhile Birch had already accepted that his mentor days where over. Why Wilbur?! He still had things to do...
Suddenly, he felt the presence of someone; it was Tornado.
"So, I just wanted to say that.." he paused
"You're my favorite teacher ever, Birch. You made my puppy days brighter. And now I'm trying to train hard and remembering everything you've taught me!" he'd finally gotten out of his mouth
Birch was dumbfounded...and smiled deeply, for he had affected this youngster's life so deeply.
Tornado didn't leave then, still more to say?
"I was kind of wondering if you could advise me on my finishing technique? Only if you have time though"
Birch nodded.
"I'd be glad to, just give me some time to stretch my decrepit bones!"
Then they did what would probably be their last training session together, this time with Birch doing more explaining than demonstrating but Tornado didn't seem to mind at all. It didn't take away the pain of Wilbur but it was certainly a pleasant distraction.
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