Ursa🐻
Last Details | |
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Death Age | 8 years 0 months (Elder) |
Sex | Female |
Personality | Unknown |
Breeding Records | |
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Death Age in Rollovers | 192 |
Pups Bred | 23 pups bred |
Looks | |
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Base | Skarn (1.44%) |
Base Genetics | Cool Dark I |
Eyes | Yellow |
Skin | Dark Brown |
Nose | Dark Brown |
Claws | White |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | None |
Carrier Status | Unknown |
Variant | Default |
Markings | |
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Slot 1 | Black Cape Ticking (100%) |
Slot 2 | Black Dilution (100%) |
Slot 3 | Gray Neck Band (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
|URSA, THE BEAR SLAYER AND ONE-EYED DEMON|
SHE/HER (FIRST GENERATION)
Persistent, unmovable, harsh, but still has a golden heart. The Crescent Pack will not be the same without her, but she knows that Sanhaço, her sister, is the perfect choice. Still, she plans to keep leading and fighting 'til the day she breathes her last breath.
Yara's Treasures: 2 Fox Skull, 1 Coyote Pelt, 1 Red Wolf Pelt, 1 Bighorn Horns, 1 Wolf Tail, 1 Cougar Tail, 1 Grizzly Bear Paw, 1 Gray Fox Tail, 1 Walrus Tusk, 1 Thick Fur Tuft, 1 Elk Ear, 1 Bear Fangs, 2 Glowing Tongue, 1 Wolf Skull, 1 Volukros Feather, 1 Canine Claw, 2 Essence-Covered Fur Clump and 1 Canine Fang.
"Olá, estrangeiro."
A voice calls from deep in the woods. You stop in your tracks and perk your ears up, searching for any hints from where it came from, but all that comes back are rustling leaves from up above. Looking around, all you see are trees for miles and miles, no sign of a mysterious figure watching you. You try to pick up any scent, but it seems that the wind is not in your favor today, all you smell are birds and other types of prey.
Suddenly, crunching dead leaves and dry branches alert your senses. From the trees, a large dark-colored wolf approaches you, tail raised and lip curled. You step back in shock at her presence and demeanor. Another wolf, much younger looking than her companion, comes out from the shadows and stands between you and the large, one-eyed wolf.
"Mother, please." The young wolf quietly says.
The large wolf slowly lowers her tail, eye still locked with yours. She scoffs and begrudgingly sits down, her daughter looking at you apologetically.
"This is Crescent's territory. I'm Ursa, the lead wolf. You should be thankful that Flor is not as strict as I am... you would be nothing but blood stains on the forest ground if I had my way with you."
She turns around and walks away from where you stand, her eye still burning a hole in your soul. Flor nervously smiles at you as her tail twitches. "I apologize for my mother's behavior. She's... something, all right. Anyways, bem vindo, amigo!"
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