Zia
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 | 19 pups bred |
Looks | |
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Base | Magnolia (0.52%) |
Base Genetics | Warm Light I |
Eyes | Blue |
Skin | Tan |
Nose | Light |
Claws | Sandy |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | None |
Carrier Status | Unknown |
Variant | Default |
Markings | |
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Slot 1 | Dark Brown Back Edge Patch (90%) |
Slot 2 | Cream Cape Ticking (100%) |
Slot 3 | Gray Undersides (20%) |
Slot 4 | Honey Back Edge Patch (64%) |
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
'Wake up!' Barked a voice in the dark, sandy eyelids twitching at the disturbance. 'Wake up you damn fool!' Snarled the voice, resulting in the female startling from her slumber. Soft blue eyes darted around the small den, frantically looking for the source of her disruption.
However, the female found nothing of the sort, once again being reminded of her isolation. Shaking her head, she slowly crawled out of the dug hole and shook the dust from her soft pelt. 'It's about time you got out of that ditch.' Spoke the voice again, causing the wolf to freeze as a pair of ears swiveled and pivoted. 'Get moving, you've got wolves to meet and a pack to lead.' She simply looked about, beyond confused. She had never been part of a pack and she certainly had no clue as to how to lead one. The urgency in the voice managed to convince her to obey the request, padding forward in the first direction she looked at.
It wasn't long before the lone wolf caught the scent of another canine and the disembodied voice chimed in again. 'Follow that, they'll be a great first member.' Did she really have a choice in all of this? Whomever was barking orders into her ears seemed certain that their way was the correct way. With a huff, tan-ish paws carried her after the broken scent. Her gaze fell on an almost blue wolf with faint black markings and vibrant yellow eyes.
Awkwardly trotting forward, she cleared her throat. "Um, hello. Would you like to help me create a pack..?" The answer she received was instantaneous, the white tipped tail of the male's wagging furiously behind his body. "Absolutely! I'm Dismas. May I know the name of such a lovely wolf?" There was a very visible cringe from the wolf, she didn't exactly do intimate relationships like he was clearly looking for. "Zia. C'mon, I guess. We've got work to do."
That encounter had occurred nearly two full years ago and that annoying voice had been guiding the female for the entirety of her journey. The sturdy female had grown both physically and emotionally. A gray mate by her side, happy to fall into whatever role the leader needed.
Personality: Reliable
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