Previously owned by
Jack -- Warden of Zircons

♤ Black Mambo ♤

Level	18
Strength	205
Speed	158
Agility	106
Wisdom	124
Smarts	129
Total	722

Family

Dynasty

Last Details
Death Age	7 years 7½ months (Elder)
Sex	Male
Personality	Keen

Breeding Records
Death Age in Rollovers	183
Pups Bred	1075 pups bred

Looks
Base	Blueschist (0.2%)
Base Genetics	Cool Dark III
Eyes	Dust
Skin	Black
Nose	Dark
Claws	Light
Mutation	None
Secondary Mutation	None
Carrier Status	View Report
Variant	Relaxed

Markings
Slot 1	Brown Rump Edge (84%)
Slot 2	Black Streaks (30%)
Slot 3	Auburn Inverted Cross (12%)
Slot 4	Black Freckles (100%)
Slot 5	Black Ghast (66%)
Slot 6	White Low Bottoms (67%)
Slot 7	Black Peacock (100%)
Slot 8	Zircon Elbow Patch (18%)
Slot 9	White Cape Ticking (16%)
Slot 10	Sidhe Carnage (50%)

Birth Stats
Strength	Speed	Agility
Unknown	Unknown	Unknown
Wisdom	Smarts	Total
Unknown	Unknown	Unknown

Birth Information
Moon	Unknown
Season	Unknown
Biome	Unknown

Biography

Tickle that cheek and take your throne
Pump your veins with gushing gold

Art by Rippleskip #53693

Stud Forum

Cost
♤ Marking Set Applicator [Peacock] - via Event ♤
♤ Marking Set Applicator [Streaks] - via Event ♤
♤ Marking Set Applicator [Freckles] - via Event ♤
♤ Early Stud Removal Fee - 45GC ♤
♤ Relaxed Pose Variant - 3GC ♤
♤ Butt ton of Lunar Tears ♤
♤ Romantic Personality Randomiser - 100SC ♤
♤ Random Marking Applicator - 3GC + 10SC ♤
♤ Marking Applicator [Sidhe] - 30GC ♤
♤ Harsh Gold Lighting (Environment) Custom Decor - 5GC ♤
♤ General Decor - 94GC + 6500SC ♤
♤ Custom Stud Forum Listing - 6GC ♤
♤ Custom Art - Lost Track ♤

Without Decor:
link
Refunded Breedings:
TrashPanda #39856 - Lifetime
Earnings:
I stopped counting but
26 GC // 17,850 SC
Starting Stats
Strength * 49
Speed 61
Agility 53
Wisdom 53
Smarts 58
Total 274
Lore
Black Mambo is no ordinary wolf. His soul bears the imprint of ancient dragons—their fire, their greed. His den, nestled within the gnarled roots of an ancient oak, is a treasure trove. Gold coins, glinting like fallen stars, spill from crevices in the earth. Jewels, polished to brilliance, adorn the walls. Each piece tells a story—a conquest, a daring theft, a pact with the moon. The pack whispers that Black Mambo's hoard is more than mere wealth. It's a spell—a binding that keeps the pack safe. For every coin he adds, a rival's fang turns aside, a storm veers away. The python, coiled around the staff at his side, murmurs cryptic prophecies. Its scales shimmer like pearls, and its eyes hold the secrets of forgotten realms.

Psychedelic Splash, once Beta, now bows to Black Mambo. His coat is a riot of colors—turquoise, indigo, and crimson. He leads the hunting expeditions, his paws swift as the wind. When the moon waxes full, he dances on the water's surface, leaving ripples that echo through time. His loyalty to Arcadia, the alpha, is unwavering. But when Black Mambo arrived, Psychedelic Splash's world tilted. The challenge was fierce—a clash of fangs and wills. Yet, when the dust settled, Splash stepped aside. He saw the fire in Black Mambo's eyes—the same fire that burned within the dragon's heart. And so, he became a hunter, chasing prey through the long hot desserts, providing for the pack.

The pack's paws trace a path across the land, their howls echoing through canyons and pine forests. They seek the desert—their promised land. There, beneath the scorching sun, they'll build their den anew. Black Mambo leads the way. His eyes gleam with anticipation, for legends speak of a hidden city—a city of gold. And so, they march westward, the python's scales glinting in the sunlight. Black Mambo's hoard grows with each step, and Psychedelic Splash watches, knowing that their fate is entwined. For in the desert's heart lies not just gold, but destiny—a tale yet unwritten, waiting for the ink of their pawprints.

And so, the saga of Black Mambo, Psychedelic Splash, and the pack unfolds—a symphony of moonlight and shadow, of greed and sacrifice. Legends are born in the wilderness, and theirs will echo through eternity.

This lore created by Rainydaysahead #141359

Meet Mambo! Interactive Lore
It will be getting dark soon, you'll have to find a place to rest. -- But first, you must deal with that pesky hunger pain...

You emerge from the tree line into a small clearing, having followed the sound of running water and the delicious smell of fresh salmon swimming through it. Sure, the scent you picked up on as you journeyed closer to that cool lap of water you so desperately craved was to be noted, but between how dry your mouth had grown and the growling of your stomach, it wasn't a concern.

As you pad up to the creek beneath the overhanging rose vines, mind swirling with anticipation for this long awaited meal, your nose snaps up. The scent of another wolf has completely enveloped you, the same one you noticed on the way through the forest. Quickly, your eyes scan the area, falling to a dark shadow in the den just across this small stream. Light reflects just barely off of golden adornments, if not for that, you might not have seen him at all.

Slowly, the unknown wolf stands, taking long steps out of his den before emerging into the setting sun. Despite his dark fur, the sun's last few remaining rays seem to play on each strand like young pups in the summer heat. He stretches his paws out far in front of him, dipping his head as if he was about to bow to you. Instead, his ears fold back, and his tail perks up as he let's out a light-hearted howl. Moments later, after being fully satisfied with his really big stretch, he shakes the last remaining bits of sleep from his body.

Captivated, or maybe on guard, you can't help but stare from across the water. You watch the feathered stubs protruding from his back shiver with the rest of him, twitching almost anxiously, like they had never been clipped in the first place. With a sly smile, he calls out to you...

"I'm Mambo, and welcome to my garden of Eden."

This lore created by Jackalope #49421

Set to Stud 6.27.24, at age 3y1m

_{Found by Arcadia of The Crystalline Few on 6.26.24}