Sequoia
Last Details | |
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Death Age | 7 years 7½ months (Elder) |
Sex | Female Largest Pup |
Personality | Sneaky |
Breeding Records | |
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Death Age in Rollovers | 183 |
Pups Bred | 21 pups bred |
Looks | |
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Base | Glaucous (3%) |
Base Genetics | Cool Light I |
Eyes | Green |
Skin | Dark |
Nose | Black |
Claws | Apollo |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | Piebald: Torn |
Carrier Status | View Report |
Variant | Default |
Markings | |
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Slot 1 | None |
Slot 2 | Diana Predator (65%) |
Slot 3 | Diana Sallander (38%) |
Slot 4 | Yellow Underbelly (78%) |
Slot 5 | Storm Lupos (84%) |
Slot 6 | None |
Slot 7 | Black Merle Patches (89%) |
Slot 8 | None |
Slot 9 | Diana Carnage (76%) |
Slot 10 | None |
Birth Stats | ||
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Strength | Speed | Agility |
51 | 48 | 53 |
Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
64 | 73 | 289 |
Birth Information | |
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Moon | New Moon |
Season | Winter |
Biome | Riparian Woodland |
Biography
Sequoia's Secret
Sequoia was a young female wolf who lived in the forest with her pack. She was curious and adventurous, always exploring new places and learning new things. She loved her pack, but she also felt different from them. She had a secret that she kept hidden from everyone.
Sequoia had a special power: she could talk to plants. She could hear their whispers, feel their emotions, and understand their needs. She could also make them grow faster, heal faster, or change their shape. Sequoia discovered her power when she was a pup, and she was fascinated by it. She loved to talk to the flowers, the trees, the grass, and the mushrooms. They told her stories, secrets, and wisdom. They also warned her of dangers, helped her find food, and comforted her when she was sad.
Sequoia knew that her power was rare and special, but she also knew that it was dangerous. She had heard stories of wolves who had strange abilities and were hunted down by humans or other animals. She had also seen how some of her packmates looked at her with suspicion or fear when they noticed something odd about her. Sequoia didn't want to lose her pack or her friends, so she decided to keep her power a secret. She only used it when she was alone or in an emergency.
One day, Sequoia was out exploring the forest when she heard a loud noise. She followed the sound and found a large metal trap with sharp teeth. Inside the trap was a small rabbit, bleeding and whimpering. Sequoia felt sorry for the rabbit and wanted to help it. She looked around and saw no one nearby. She decided to use her power to free the rabbit.
She approached the trap carefully and whispered to it. "Hello, trap. I know you are doing your job, but can you please let go of the rabbit? It is hurt and scared, and it doesn't deserve to die."
The trap didn't answer. It was not alive like the plants. It was cold and hard and cruel.
Sequoia tried again. "Please, trap. I'm asking you nicely. If you let go of the rabbit, I'll give you something in return. How about some shiny metal? Or some oil? Or some cheese?"
The trap still didn't answer. It didn't care about anything but its prey.
Sequoia felt angry and frustrated. She decided to use more force. She concentrated hard and made the metal bend and twist until it broke apart. The rabbit fell to the ground, free but still injured.
Sequoia smiled and turned to the rabbit. "There you go, little one. You're safe now."
The rabbit looked at Sequoia with gratitude and fear. It didn't understand how she had done that.
"Thank you," it said weakly.
"You're welcome," Sequoia said softly.
She used her power again to heal the rabbit's wounds with some herbs and flowers.
"There," she said. "You'll be fine now."
The rabbit hopped up and ran away as fast as it could.
Sequoia watched it go and felt happy that she had saved a life.
She didn't notice that someone had seen everything.
Suddenly someone steps out of the bushes "Sequoia! How did you do that!?" exclaims her packmate Chyenne "Cheyenne, I'm so glad it's you, please don't tell anyone, you're my best friend" says Sequoia starting to panic "I won't, I won't, just tell me how you did that" exclaims Cheyenne "I-I don't know, I've been able to do it forever" she says, a little puzzled " Well we better hide, your mom is looking for you" she says.
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Pickles x Apollo
Sequoia was a young female wolf who lived in the forest with her pack. She was curious and adventurous, always exploring new places and learning new things. She loved her pack, but she also felt different from them. She had a secret that she kept hidden from everyone.
Sequoia had a special power: she could talk to plants. She could hear their whispers, feel their emotions, and understand their needs. She could also make them grow faster, heal faster, or change their shape. Sequoia discovered her power when she was a pup, and she was fascinated by it. She loved to talk to the flowers, the trees, the grass, and the mushrooms. They told her stories, secrets, and wisdom. They also warned her of dangers, helped her find food, and comforted her when she was sad.
Sequoia knew that her power was rare and special, but she also knew that it was dangerous. She had heard stories of wolves who had strange abilities and were hunted down by humans or other animals. She had also seen how some of her packmates looked at her with suspicion or fear when they noticed something odd about her. Sequoia didn't want to lose her pack or her friends, so she decided to keep her power a secret. She only used it when she was alone or in an emergency.
One day, Sequoia was out exploring the forest when she heard a loud noise. She followed the sound and found a large metal trap with sharp teeth. Inside the trap was a small rabbit, bleeding and whimpering. Sequoia felt sorry for the rabbit and wanted to help it. She looked around and saw no one nearby. She decided to use her power to free the rabbit.
She approached the trap carefully and whispered to it. "Hello, trap. I know you are doing your job, but can you please let go of the rabbit? It is hurt and scared, and it doesn't deserve to die."
The trap didn't answer. It was not alive like the plants. It was cold and hard and cruel.
Sequoia tried again. "Please, trap. I'm asking you nicely. If you let go of the rabbit, I'll give you something in return. How about some shiny metal? Or some oil? Or some cheese?"
The trap still didn't answer. It didn't care about anything but its prey.
Sequoia felt angry and frustrated. She decided to use more force. She concentrated hard and made the metal bend and twist until it broke apart. The rabbit fell to the ground, free but still injured.
Sequoia smiled and turned to the rabbit. "There you go, little one. You're safe now."
The rabbit looked at Sequoia with gratitude and fear. It didn't understand how she had done that.
"Thank you," it said weakly.
"You're welcome," Sequoia said softly.
She used her power again to heal the rabbit's wounds with some herbs and flowers.
"There," she said. "You'll be fine now."
The rabbit hopped up and ran away as fast as it could.
Sequoia watched it go and felt happy that she had saved a life.
She didn't notice that someone had seen everything.
Suddenly someone steps out of the bushes "Sequoia! How did you do that!?" exclaims her packmate Chyenne "Cheyenne, I'm so glad it's you, please don't tell anyone, you're my best friend" says Sequoia starting to panic "I won't, I won't, just tell me how you did that" exclaims Cheyenne "I-I don't know, I've been able to do it forever" she says, a little puzzled " Well we better hide, your mom is looking for you" she says.
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Pickles x Apollo