Death Pickle
Last Details | |
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Death Age | 7 years 7½ months (Elder) |
Sex | Female |
Personality | Confident |
Breeding Records | |
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Death Age in Rollovers | 183 |
Pups Bred | 7 pups bred |
Looks | |
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Base | Jet (1.81%) |
Base Genetics | Monochrome Dark I |
Eyes | Brown |
Skin | Light |
Nose | Tan |
Claws | Gray |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | None |
Carrier Status | Unknown |
Variant | Default |
Markings | |
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Slot 1 | None |
Slot 2 | None |
Slot 3 | None |
Slot 4 | Black Half Mask (24%) |
Slot 5 | None |
Slot 6 | None |
Slot 7 | None |
Slot 8 | White Urajiro (37%) |
Slot 9 | White Irish (36%) |
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
Death Pickle, often called Pickle, is a light and confident young pup. She often challenges her siblings and causes lots of problems for her parents. Pickle likes to act like the dominant one, challenging her siblings to prove she is always right. There is no challenge this pup can't face.
Life is interesting -
Death Pickle had been out and about when she had felt sick. She had come back and told her pupsitter nonchalantly and her pupsitter had practically passed out. What? She just felt a little sick. Nothing too bad, right?
Well. Then Pickle's dad walked in, see he's the Shavaw, and he told them that Pickle has Distemper. Apparently, that's bad. Very bad. Like shes-about-to-die-in-a-week-if-we-don't-treat-her bad. Pickle sat and listened, but she just got bored and tried to play with a roach instead. The cockroach didn't like that very much.
Snowflake - Death Pickle's father - told the Alpha, who then brought an ointment for Pickle. It tasted terrible, but still, Pickle gulped it down. The adults said never to go outside the den and do what she had done before. Unless, of course, she was older. Or had an adult with her. Pickle just wandered off back into the den to tell Uno of her crazy day. And brag to Francesca. And wrestle with the other pups.
Death Pickle LOVED scouting. She could run and no one would yell. Obviously, she had to focus, but she could still have fun. Cocoa - the Aboc - was a very good teacher. He would talk a lot, but he still made it enjoyable. And he loved to run too.
Stats -
1 - 239
2 - 243
3 - 250
4 - 258
5 - 269
6 - 282
7 - 299
8 - 316
9 - 334
10 - 357
11 - 387
12 - 416
13 - 450
Decorations and Background |
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Background
None equippedDecorations
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None equipped!
Below
None equipped!