Warden Firepelt
| Last Details | |
|---|---|
| Death Age | 7 years 7 months (Elder) |
| Sex | Male |
| Personality | Dishonest |
| Breeding Records | |
|---|---|
| Death Age in Rollovers | 182 |
| Pups Bred | 7 pups bred |
| Looks | |
|---|---|
| Base | Mojave (0.36%) |
| Base Genetics | Warm Medium III |
| Eyes | Green |
| Skin | Mud |
| Nose | Tan |
| Claws | Oxblood |
| Mutation | None |
| Secondary Mutation | None |
| Carrier Status | View Report |
| Variant | Default |
| Markings | |
|---|---|
| Slot 1 | Brown Cheek Fluff (20%) |
| Slot 2 | Dark Brown Back Stripe (78%) |
| Slot 3 | Dark Brown Half Cover (70%) |
| Slot 4 | None |
| Slot 5 | Honey Inuit Unders (86%) |
| Slot 6 | White Nose Line (70%) |
| Slot 7 | None |
| Slot 8 | Brown Cross (38%) |
| Slot 9 | None |
| Slot 10 | None |
| Birth Stats | ||
|---|---|---|
| Strength | Speed | Agility |
| 82 | 59 | 53 |
| Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
| 78 | 63 | 335 |
| Birth Information | |
|---|---|
| Moon |  Full Moon |
| Season |  Autumn |
| Biome | Mountains |
Biography
Firepelt smiles and gives you a textbook friendly expression, throwing a compliment in on the first sentence. It's not genuine coming from them.
Firepelt offers you a gift, bragging about how precious and rare it is. You don't believe a single word, but a gift is a gift and it's always nice to receive one.
Firepelt offers you a gift, bragging about how precious and rare it is. You don't believe a single word, but a gift is a gift and it's always nice to receive one.
Firepelt was awarded the rank of Warden a day before Viscountess Eclipsed Sun's passing. She comments how it is such a waste to have him coddle pups instead of earn experience through hunting instead.
Warden Firepelt offers you a gift, bragging about how precious and rare it is. You don't believe a single word, but a gift is a gift and it's always nice to receive one.
Firepelt offers you a gift, bragging about how precious and rare it is. You don't believe a single word, but a gift is a gift and it's always nice to receive one.
Firepelt offers you a gift, bragging about how precious and rare it is. You don't believe a single word, but a gift is a gift and it's always nice to receive one.
Firepelt was awarded the rank of Warden a day before Viscountess Eclipsed Sun's passing. She comments how it is such a waste to have him coddle pups instead of earn experience through hunting instead.
Warden Firepelt offers you a gift, bragging about how precious and rare it is. You don't believe a single word, but a gift is a gift and it's always nice to receive one.