• O S I R I S •
| Last Details | |
|---|---|
| Death Age | 7 years 11½ months (Elder) |
| Sex | Male |
| Personality | Optimistic |
| Breeding Records | |
|---|---|
| Death Age in Rollovers | 191 |
| Pups Bred | 9 pups bred |
| Looks | |
|---|---|
| Base | Auburn (0.52%) |
| Base Genetics | Warm Dark II |
| Eyes | Cryptid |
| Skin | Lusxnei |
| Nose | Lusxnei |
| Claws | Lusxnei |
| Mutation | None |
| Secondary Mutation | None |
| Carrier Status | Unknown |
| Variant | Sentinel |
| Markings | |
|---|---|
| Slot 1 | None |
| Slot 2 | None |
| Slot 3 | Honey Tamaskan Unders (88%) |
| Slot 4 | None |
| Slot 5 | Black Inuit Unders (70%) |
| Slot 6 | None |
| Slot 7 | None |
| Slot 8 | Brown Merle Patches (1%) |
| Slot 9 | Black Wings (56%) |
| Slot 10 | None |
| Birth Stats | ||
|---|---|---|
| Strength | Speed | Agility |
| 78 | 103 | 83 |
| Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
| 99 | 76 | 439 |
| Birth Information | |
|---|---|
| Moon |  Waxing Crescent Moon |
| Season |  Summer |
| Biome | Glacier |
Biography
Lore
As a young wolf pup, Khaf was full of curiosity and boundless energy. He would frolic through the meadows and chase after butterflies, his bright auburn coat glowing like the embers of a dying fire in the twilight. But his playfulness came with a reckless streak, and he often found himself wandering too far from the safety of the pack's territory. These escapades led him into perilous encounters with predators and territorial disputes with neighboring packs. Despite his early struggles, Khaf's resilience and the unwavering support of his packmates ensured he survived these trials.
As he grew older, Khaf's instincts sharpened, and he developed a profound connection with the land around him. He honed his hunting skills under the tutelage of the pack's experienced hunters, learning the delicate balance between being both predator and protector. Yet, along with the fierce pride and strength that came from being part of Saccharine Poison, Khaf also faced moments of self-doubt. The constant need to prove himself weighed heavily on his heart, as did the burden of responsibility for the safety of the pack.
During one particularly harsh winter, food was scarce, and the pack struggled to find sustenance. Khaf felt the weight of responsibility like never before. He roamed far and wide, driven by the desire to provide for his pack, but despite his efforts, prey remained elusive. It was a humbling and somber time for Khaf as he grappled with the harsh realities of nature and the consequences of his failures.
However, just as darkness threatened to consume him, an unexpected mentor crossed his path. A wise old wolf named Sylas, from a distant and mysterious pack, imparted to Khaf the wisdom of patience and the art of hunting with the heart, not just the fangs. Sylas shared stories of the land's ancient spirits and taught Khaf to listen to the whispers of the wind, to read the signs left by the forest's inhabitants, and to understand the delicate web of life that connected every living creature.
Empowered by this newfound wisdom and armed with a deeper understanding of the world around him, Khaf transformed into a formidable hunter. He embraced his role as a protector and provider with humility and grace, no longer feeling the need to prove himself to others. His bond with the pack grew stronger as they witnessed the change within him.
Today, Khaf fi' mazhiv stands as a seasoned member of Saccharine Poison, his auburn coat now shimmering like the embers of a rekindled flame. His red illuminous eyes reflect the wisdom and compassion he has gained through his struggles and triumphs. He embodies the firey spirit, a wolf both fierce and gentle, protector and healer—a living testament to the strength and beauty that can emerge from the shadows of life's trials. And though his journey continues, Khaf's heart beats in harmony with the untamed rhythms of nature, forever bound to the land he calls home and the pack he calls family.
As a young wolf pup, Khaf was full of curiosity and boundless energy. He would frolic through the meadows and chase after butterflies, his bright auburn coat glowing like the embers of a dying fire in the twilight. But his playfulness came with a reckless streak, and he often found himself wandering too far from the safety of the pack's territory. These escapades led him into perilous encounters with predators and territorial disputes with neighboring packs. Despite his early struggles, Khaf's resilience and the unwavering support of his packmates ensured he survived these trials.
As he grew older, Khaf's instincts sharpened, and he developed a profound connection with the land around him. He honed his hunting skills under the tutelage of the pack's experienced hunters, learning the delicate balance between being both predator and protector. Yet, along with the fierce pride and strength that came from being part of Saccharine Poison, Khaf also faced moments of self-doubt. The constant need to prove himself weighed heavily on his heart, as did the burden of responsibility for the safety of the pack.
During one particularly harsh winter, food was scarce, and the pack struggled to find sustenance. Khaf felt the weight of responsibility like never before. He roamed far and wide, driven by the desire to provide for his pack, but despite his efforts, prey remained elusive. It was a humbling and somber time for Khaf as he grappled with the harsh realities of nature and the consequences of his failures.
However, just as darkness threatened to consume him, an unexpected mentor crossed his path. A wise old wolf named Sylas, from a distant and mysterious pack, imparted to Khaf the wisdom of patience and the art of hunting with the heart, not just the fangs. Sylas shared stories of the land's ancient spirits and taught Khaf to listen to the whispers of the wind, to read the signs left by the forest's inhabitants, and to understand the delicate web of life that connected every living creature.
Empowered by this newfound wisdom and armed with a deeper understanding of the world around him, Khaf transformed into a formidable hunter. He embraced his role as a protector and provider with humility and grace, no longer feeling the need to prove himself to others. His bond with the pack grew stronger as they witnessed the change within him.
Today, Khaf fi' mazhiv stands as a seasoned member of Saccharine Poison, his auburn coat now shimmering like the embers of a rekindled flame. His red illuminous eyes reflect the wisdom and compassion he has gained through his struggles and triumphs. He embodies the firey spirit, a wolf both fierce and gentle, protector and healer—a living testament to the strength and beauty that can emerge from the shadows of life's trials. And though his journey continues, Khaf's heart beats in harmony with the untamed rhythms of nature, forever bound to the land he calls home and the pack he calls family.