Heron
Last Details | |
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Death Age | 7 years 9½ months (Elder) |
Sex | Male |
Personality | Independent |
Breeding Records | |
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Death Age in Rollovers | 187 |
Pups Bred | 10 pups bred |
Looks | |
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Base | Denim (0.54%) |
Base Genetics | Cool Dark II |
Eyes | Ice |
Skin | Black |
Nose | Black |
Claws | Dark |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | None |
Carrier Status | Unknown |
Variant | Default |
Markings | |
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Slot 1 | Black Cross (91%) |
Slot 2 | White Carnage (66%) |
Slot 3 | Black Half Cover (24%) |
Slot 4 | White Butcher (46%) |
Slot 5 | None |
Slot 6 | None |
Slot 7 | None |
Slot 8 | Black Butcher (49%) |
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
Heron put all his force into his front paws, splashing water everywhere. Under a claw wiggled a pink, blind, and small cavefish. He bent down and held his breath, picking up the tiny fish and dispatched it while it wiggled in the air. Turning around he showed his prize to his mate, Cloudberry, who looked on in a fit of laughter. She was due any day now, and he couldn't be happier. He walked over and dropped it at her feet. Cloudberry knew it was a meager prize but she could tell he had tried. After gulping down the tiny fish, they both stood while Heron led the way to a hill for a better view of the prairie.
- Gets more sad than angry, unless his family is threatened
- Has a quiet demeanor, and usually replies with silent nods or shakes of his head
- A lot of self doubt
- Thinks he can't do things properly, causing him to anger others
- His only really source of confidence is his mate, Cloudberry
- Looks up to older male wolves and often joins in to tell the pups stories
Decorations and Background |
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Background
None equippedDecorations
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None equipped!
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None equipped!