Caer
Last Details | |
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Death Age | 8 years 0 months (Elder) |
Sex | Female Runt |
Personality | Observant |
Breeding Records | |
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Death Age in Rollovers | 192 |
Pups Bred | 29 pups bred |
Looks | |
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Base | Jet (1.82%) |
Base Genetics | Monochrome Dark I |
Eyes | Gray |
Skin | Black |
Nose | Black |
Claws | Black |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | Albinism |
Carrier Status | View Report |
Variant | Relaxed |
Markings | |
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Slot 1 | Selene Dilution (25%) |
Slot 2 | Aspen Undersides (41%) |
Slot 3 | None |
Slot 4 | Opal Shimmer (41%) |
Slot 5 | Silver Wraith (34%) |
Slot 6 | None |
Slot 7 | White Shaded (28%) |
Slot 8 | Black Ghast (73%) |
Slot 9 | Black Patchy Unders (54%) |
Slot 10 | None |
Birth Stats | ||
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Strength | Speed | Agility |
73 | 136 | 129 |
Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
66 | 80 | 484 |
Birth Information | |
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Moon | Waning Gibbous Moon |
Season | Spring |
Biome | Glacier |
Biography
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The wind surges in pulses, but never dies down completely. It hasn't stopped for days, and neither has the snow. What was once barren, rocky ground is now covered in more snow than you've ever seen in your life. How, or if, anything can survive here is a mystery to you. The only shelter you've been able to find is by digging down in the powdery snow until you reach something solid enough to shield you -- even then, your time to rest is limited, lest you get buried again in the blizzard.
The wind howls around you in another pulse, taking your breath away. Yet even when the strength of the wind slows again, the howling does not.
Startled, you spin around, squinting as the snow burns your eyes. You're greeted by the sight of a glowing falcon swooping towards you and, with a yelp, you duck. Peeking back up a moment later, you see a form approaching you, defined more by purple glowing beads than anything else. Close behind the invisible figure is a snow-dusted sand-colored young wolf and a soft beige wolf with flower-smeared fur. The first figure is directly next to you before you realize it is a pure white wolf. In any other environment, the pale fur and pink nose, eyes, and skin would be a detriment, but here in this frosty wasteland, it is perfectly suited to the environment.
The wolf opens her mouth and you strain to hear her words.
"Follow us."
Galadriel
Rime base, gray skin and claws, peat nose, ice eyes, motherly
Akhlut Lupos 80%, Silver Dilution 80%, Gray Crawl 100%, White Irish 60%, White Shimmer 40%, White Blaze 100%, Opal Freckles 100%, White Tail Tip 100%
Windswept thrift petals (white), swan feather decor, flirty expression (white), ear extension (white), company of Quany, frame of roses (white), Beithir?
Vilya
Antler base, lusxnei nose/claws/skin, luciferin eyes, any variant (this link is relaxed)
Black cougar, doubloon light husky, sepia undercoat, shedua vixen points shedua wings heavy, losna cross, caelum veneer, all 100%. White dilution, 30%?
Smokey eye lunar makeup, all gentle cnitharian accents, glowing spores decor, hunting lunar owl, lunar dream cape
The wind surges in pulses, but never dies down completely. It hasn't stopped for days, and neither has the snow. What was once barren, rocky ground is now covered in more snow than you've ever seen in your life. How, or if, anything can survive here is a mystery to you. The only shelter you've been able to find is by digging down in the powdery snow until you reach something solid enough to shield you -- even then, your time to rest is limited, lest you get buried again in the blizzard.
The wind howls around you in another pulse, taking your breath away. Yet even when the strength of the wind slows again, the howling does not.
Startled, you spin around, squinting as the snow burns your eyes. You're greeted by the sight of a glowing falcon swooping towards you and, with a yelp, you duck. Peeking back up a moment later, you see a form approaching you, defined more by purple glowing beads than anything else. Close behind the invisible figure is a snow-dusted sand-colored young wolf and a soft beige wolf with flower-smeared fur. The first figure is directly next to you before you realize it is a pure white wolf. In any other environment, the pale fur and pink nose, eyes, and skin would be a detriment, but here in this frosty wasteland, it is perfectly suited to the environment.
The wolf opens her mouth and you strain to hear her words.
"Follow us."
Galadriel
Rime base, gray skin and claws, peat nose, ice eyes, motherly
Akhlut Lupos 80%, Silver Dilution 80%, Gray Crawl 100%, White Irish 60%, White Shimmer 40%, White Blaze 100%, Opal Freckles 100%, White Tail Tip 100%
Windswept thrift petals (white), swan feather decor, flirty expression (white), ear extension (white), company of Quany, frame of roses (white), Beithir?
Vilya
Antler base, lusxnei nose/claws/skin, luciferin eyes, any variant (this link is relaxed)
Black cougar, doubloon light husky, sepia undercoat, shedua vixen points shedua wings heavy, losna cross, caelum veneer, all 100%. White dilution, 30%?
Smokey eye lunar makeup, all gentle cnitharian accents, glowing spores decor, hunting lunar owl, lunar dream cape
Decorations and Background |
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Background
Lunar Glacier
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4 uses left
Decorations
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