Gambit
Last Details | |
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Death Age | 8 years 0 months (Elder) |
Sex | Male |
Personality | Unknown |
Breeding Records | |
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Death Age in Rollovers | 192 |
Pups Bred | 2 pups bred |
Looks | |
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Base | Ashen (2.52%) |
Base Genetics | Monochrome Medium I |
Eyes | Blue |
Skin | Black |
Nose | Black |
Claws | Root |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | None |
Carrier Status | Unknown |
Variant | Default |
Markings | |
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Slot 1 | Gray Blanket (100%) |
Slot 2 | White Chest (100%) |
Slot 3 | White Cape Ticking (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
You can hear (and smell) the other pack, which is making no attempts to conceal itself, long before you come across their glen. Stepping into the clearing, you are enthusiastically greeted by who you assume must be the leader. He looks... haggard, the spring in his step clearly exaggerated to hide his tiredness.
Looking you over with a welcoming but critical eye, he welcomes you to his pack. "Greetings! Here at the Working Wolves, as you can see, everyone has a job." Obviously proud, he grins while talking at a surprisingly rapid pace that initially catches you off guard, but you quickly get used to it.
He beckons you to follow with his tail, and without checking whether or not you are tagging along he spins on his heels and attempts to continue the discussion with you while simultaneously offering encouragement to the group of hunters sparring nearby.
"We don't care where you're from - Way to go, champ!" He nudges the other wolf's shoulder playfully. "Keep that up and you'll be bringing home a tasty pigskin in no time!" For the first time since you arrived, he glances back at you.
"Or what you look like, as long - How's that sniffer doing?" He asks as his tour is interrupted yet again while he taps another wolf encouragingly on the nose. "You got us great field position last time, keep it up!" You notice even the pupsitters are watching their wards with unusual intensity, as he directs his next statement at you again.
"Ahem. As long as you got what it takes to give it 110%, leave it on the field, and come back bright eyed and bushy tailed ready to do it all over again tomorrow, you'll find your place in in no time! - Yeah! Give it a full 30 minutes!" He yells at two wolves racing past.
He turns back to you again, and you can almost see his brain ticking in appraisal. As he (finally) devotes his full attention to you, he circles around and asks "Now, I hope you don't mind going through a small assessment before you go further? It's all routine, see, nothing to worry about. There are no right or wrong answers. First question: How strong would you say you are? For example, how many large rocks can you carry on your back at once? I'll have you line up right over there, and..."
This is going to be a long day.
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