Jrobal
Last Details | |
---|---|
Death Age | 7 years 6½ months (Elder) |
Sex | Male |
Personality | Trusting |
Breeding Records | |
---|---|
Death Age in Rollovers | 181 |
Pups Bred | 9 pups bred |
Looks | |
---|---|
Base | Brown (1.87%) |
Base Genetics | Warm Dark I |
Eyes | Olive |
Skin | Oxblood |
Nose | Light |
Claws | Brown |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | None |
Carrier Status | View Report |
Variant | Default |
Markings | |
---|---|
Slot 1 | None |
Slot 2 | Honey Half Cape (49%) |
Slot 3 | None |
Slot 4 | None |
Slot 5 | Cream Throat (38%) |
Slot 6 | None |
Slot 7 | None |
Slot 8 | None |
Slot 9 | Black Cape Ticking (28%) |
Slot 10 | White Neck (26%) |
Birth Stats | ||
---|---|---|
Strength | Speed | Agility |
Unknown | Unknown | Unknown |
Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
Unknown | Unknown | Unknown |
Birth Information | |
---|---|
Moon | Unknown |
Season | Unknown |
Biome | Unknown |
Biography
First Gen Puppy (befriended)
Trusting 💗
Jrobal wandered through the forest, feeling quite alone. He wanted a pack so badly, but felt like he couldn't find the right one. He needed someone to trust and play with, not just the squirrels he kept running into. What was it with squirrels?
As he plodded along, having just eaten, he spotted two wolves in the distance. One was a large dark black, the other a lighter color about a year younger than him. He couldn't make them out very well, but was a little nervous when they started coming towards him. He'd only had a bit of experience with fighting, he couldn't handle two wolves, even if the second didn't look like much of a fighter herself. He'd have his paws full with the other, since he could see as she came closer that she had a slim build, but there were powerful muscles hiding under her fur.Â
The first was saying something to the second, focusing most of her attention on the golden brown female, while the second was staring right at him as they aprouched. It was like she'd never seen a wolf before, despite her companion walking directly next to her.
As they got even closer, he now recognized one of the wolves. The black one, Tala. He'd seen her a few times before, teaching the younger wolves. She stayed behind and sat, letting the other wolf step closer on her own.
He could see the apparent nervousness in her large, gold brown eyes, as well as in her body language. The slow and careful way she stepped, the way her head was slightly lowered.
Once she was close enough that Jrobal could make out the individual flecks of brown in her fur, she suddenly barked, startling the young male. He jumped and backed away a little, growling just a tiny bit.
She looked perhaps even more startled, her eyes growing scared and a little embarrassed. Almost apologetic.Â
She stared at him for a long moment, which he also found unsettling. He backed away even further, but eventually decided she wasn't all that bad..She was trying her best, somehow just felt trustworthy, and was actually very beautiful...
Tala nodded at him from where she sat watching, as if in approval.Â
The wolf turned to her as well, a hopeful look on her face, and she nodded to her as well.
They both howled together, their voices mingling, and Jrobal got the strangest feeling his life would change forever.
Decorations and Background |
---|
Background
None equippedDecorations
Above
None equipped!
Below
None equipped!