Lua
Last Details | |
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Death Age | 8 years 0 months (Elder) |
Sex | Female |
Personality | Quiet |
Breeding Records | |
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Death Age in Rollovers | 192 |
Pups Bred | 11 pups bred |
Looks | |
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Base | Blue (1.16%) |
Base Genetics | Cool Medium I |
Eyes | Blue |
Skin | Black |
Nose | Gray |
Claws | Black |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | None |
Carrier Status | Unknown |
Variant | Default |
Markings | |
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Slot 1 | Black Dilution (100%) |
Slot 2 | White Undersides (100%) |
Slot 3 | Black Mask (100%) |
Slot 4 | None |
Slot 5 | None |
Slot 6 | None |
Slot 7 | None |
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
Born in the freezing heights of the mountains, Lua was born with thick fur. As a pup, she wasn't the strongest or the smartest, nor was she the most socially adept. In fact Lua prefers the silence, the quiet moments where she would stand at the foot of a cave and watch the white flurry of snow paint the ground white. As Lua grew, she not once thought of being an alpha, following in the shadows of her peers. And when finally of age, she set out on her own, in search of the solitude she so much craved
That is until she met Sunni, her closest confidant and the one she decided to stay with until the end of her days. The first days of their meeting were....strange to say the least. Eyes meeting and stiff bodies kept distant, but before long curiosity got the best of the quiet wolf and so with shy hesitance, she left her cave and finally confronted the beautiful wolf. Of course unlike lua, sunny was bouncy and yapped away, his behind in the air with a fluffy tail wagging. And just like that, Lua found that conversation could be just as fulfilling as the silence. With the right wolf.
In time, the two fell in love and a promise was made, that no matter if there was only two-or twenty, that they were a pack. And up in there harsh winds of the mountains-a pack formed. It wasn't uncommon that wolves would lose their way, lost in the thick white snow, abandoned or purposely seeking freedom. And without any question, Lua would take them in, feed them, and that's when she realized, being an alpha isn't always about the muscle-its about compassion...its about filling the silence and being comfortable doing it. Not long after, the cave, that only held two, was full of other wolves. Laughter and familiar sounds echoing around the caverns of the cave. And in the silent moments that followed, Lua would sit at the mouth of the cave, watching the snow. Sunni would join, laying close, and shed look back-at her pack, a smile on her muzzle before looking at her mate. And then the snow, the both of them watching the white flurry paint the ground white.
That is until she met Sunni, her closest confidant and the one she decided to stay with until the end of her days. The first days of their meeting were....strange to say the least. Eyes meeting and stiff bodies kept distant, but before long curiosity got the best of the quiet wolf and so with shy hesitance, she left her cave and finally confronted the beautiful wolf. Of course unlike lua, sunny was bouncy and yapped away, his behind in the air with a fluffy tail wagging. And just like that, Lua found that conversation could be just as fulfilling as the silence. With the right wolf.
In time, the two fell in love and a promise was made, that no matter if there was only two-or twenty, that they were a pack. And up in there harsh winds of the mountains-a pack formed. It wasn't uncommon that wolves would lose their way, lost in the thick white snow, abandoned or purposely seeking freedom. And without any question, Lua would take them in, feed them, and that's when she realized, being an alpha isn't always about the muscle-its about compassion...its about filling the silence and being comfortable doing it. Not long after, the cave, that only held two, was full of other wolves. Laughter and familiar sounds echoing around the caverns of the cave. And in the silent moments that followed, Lua would sit at the mouth of the cave, watching the snow. Sunni would join, laying close, and shed look back-at her pack, a smile on her muzzle before looking at her mate. And then the snow, the both of them watching the white flurry paint the ground white.