Cyclone
Last Details | |
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Death Age | 8 years 0 months (Elder) |
Sex | Female |
Personality | Unknown |
Breeding Records | |
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Death Age in Rollovers | 192 |
Pups Bred | 0 pups bred |
Looks | |
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Base | Gray (2.81%) |
Base Genetics | Monochrome Dark I |
Eyes | Brown |
Skin | Dark Brown |
Nose | Light |
Claws | Bistre |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | None |
Carrier Status | Unknown |
Variant | Default |
Markings | |
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Slot 1 | None |
Slot 2 | None |
Slot 3 | None |
Slot 4 | Gray Undersides (46%) |
Slot 5 | None |
Slot 6 | None |
Slot 7 | None |
Slot 8 | None |
Slot 9 | Black Neck Band (48%) |
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
As another supporter of the omen readers, Cyclone has shown no interest in developing her own gift. But she has been alone by herself for a long time and knows how to make her way around the territory and beyond, and has offered to be the one to find more territory space while the others develop their ability.
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"Damn, you sure do know how to get around this terrain, huh?" Dune is lagging behind Cyclone, but he's still doing the best to keep pace with her. The two scouts had just found a taiga territory, and were currently on an exploration mission. Finding out what resources were here, and possibly even a spot for the pack to move to, if Meadow decreed it.
"Been around here before," Cyclone says, jumping up onto a rock and taking a moment to scout ahead. Dune lets out a bark of laughter.
"The hell? Since when? Didn't we just find this place together?" Dune asks, sitting down by the rock for a short rest.
"Been here before the pack. When I was just wanderin' around," Cyclone explains. She takes a moment to close her eyes and take a deep breath. "Don't get air like this in the mountains."
"Seems like you've almost been everywhere," Dune says.
"That's a lot comin' from the wolf who's from the desert," Cyclone retorts in a teasing manner. Dune shrugs lazily.
"Still. Can't say I've seen as much as you. I stuck to wandering around the desert for a couple'a years before going out to the prairie. That's when I ran into Meadow," Dust tilts his head so he can see Cyclone better without having to put in too much effort. "How long were you alone for?"
"Long time," Cyclone says, jumping down from the rock and sitting next to Dune. "Moment I was no longer a pup, parents chased me out. Real strict to how wolves should be, y'know? Said alpha pups should go off to make their own pack."
"Your parents were the alphas?" Dune asks with an evident surprised tone.
"Yeah. Didn't really give a shit about it though. You see me leadin' a pack?" Cyclone says with a laugh of her own. "Nah, I never cared. Was more concerned with seein' the world as opposed to leadin' somethin'. Meetin' Meadow was a surprise though. He ain't half bad. Can't say my birthpack would agree with him though."
"I think a lot of packs wouldn't agree with what he's doing," Dune says bitterly. Cyclone raises an eyebrow at him. Dune replies with a grin and stands up. "Well, come on then. You gotta show me around." Cyclone huffs, but her tail wagging slightly behind her shows she's not annoyed.
"Alright then, kid. Let's go,"
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