Murtagh
Last Details | |
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Death Age | 7 years 6½ months (Elder) |
Sex | Male |
Personality | Amiable |
Breeding Records | |
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Death Age in Rollovers | 181 |
Pups Bred | 385 pups bred |
Looks | |
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Base | Moonlight (0.09%) |
Base Genetics | Special Medium * |
Eyes | Hetero Brown & Blue |
Skin | Bistre |
Nose | Black |
Claws | White |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | Melanism |
Carrier Status | Unknown |
Variant | Default |
Markings | |
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Slot 1 | Dark Brown Undercoat (40%) |
Slot 2 | Black Cross (38%) |
Slot 3 | White Back Half Patch (48%) |
Slot 4 | Black Smudge Heavy (75%) |
Slot 5 | Black Mantle (74%) |
Slot 6 | Black Carnage (50%) |
Slot 7 | Black Back Patch (39%) |
Slot 8 | Black Dilution (51%) |
Slot 9 | Black Stained Limbs (32%) |
Slot 10 | Beige Underfur (76%) |
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
Murtagh is a prince, that he is sure of. That he has always been sure of. How could he not be when, he was set to take the throne just months ago? But the world around him is different now. The forest smaller. The streams narrower. The sights and smells he intakes now are nothing like he's ever experienced before. And the wolves. Don't get him started on the wolves. He had awakened amongst them—these faces he had never seen before. They would not bow before him or acknowledge his sovereignty. They spoke to him with casual ease, looking at him with warmth and familiarity. But he didn't know these wolves, nor they he. They called him by a name he did not recognize.
This is not his body. He hadn't realized it at first with the confusion of everything else. He's larger now, somehow. He can feel this vessel twinge and strain in ways unfamiliar to him. But he looks the same. He has checked and checked his appearance in the strange, narrow streams of this world only to see himself every time. Eyes of brown and blue, a staple of his lineage. His crown rested upon his head, just as he had left it. His father's cape still slung around his dark shoulders. But he knows something is different.
His kingdom is gone to be sure, fallen into the paws of some unknown entity, but he's found that he doesn't quite mind. He misses his family, but the ease of pack life is starting to suit him. He has responsibilities here, of course, but nowhere near the number of duties he would have to perform in Rykerden. And he still has Thorn. His little dragon companion wouldn't leave him for all the prey stashes in the world. That he can be sure of.
None of it is real. At least not in this existence. They say he has false memories, brought on by a strange green trinket. A vision of the past that his mind has become trapped in. He doesn't want to believe it. He knows who he is. He knows what he sees. But he can't deny the truth for long.
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Proof of Concept
Special Pups:
Mel x39
T* x9 (2 het t*)
•Moonlight x6 - 1 het
•Luna x2 - 1 het
•Clover x1
T3 x4
•Piasa
•Tombac
•Mojave
•Pyrope
Het x76
Het Mel x14
There are a few carriers, but that's too hard to keep track of
*Give dragon back to Inteus
Spent 31GC and 300SC
This is not his body. He hadn't realized it at first with the confusion of everything else. He's larger now, somehow. He can feel this vessel twinge and strain in ways unfamiliar to him. But he looks the same. He has checked and checked his appearance in the strange, narrow streams of this world only to see himself every time. Eyes of brown and blue, a staple of his lineage. His crown rested upon his head, just as he had left it. His father's cape still slung around his dark shoulders. But he knows something is different.
His kingdom is gone to be sure, fallen into the paws of some unknown entity, but he's found that he doesn't quite mind. He misses his family, but the ease of pack life is starting to suit him. He has responsibilities here, of course, but nowhere near the number of duties he would have to perform in Rykerden. And he still has Thorn. His little dragon companion wouldn't leave him for all the prey stashes in the world. That he can be sure of.
None of it is real. At least not in this existence. They say he has false memories, brought on by a strange green trinket. A vision of the past that his mind has become trapped in. He doesn't want to believe it. He knows who he is. He knows what he sees. But he can't deny the truth for long.
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Proof of Concept
Special Pups:
Mel x39
T* x9 (2 het t*)
•Moonlight x6 - 1 het
•Luna x2 - 1 het
•Clover x1
T3 x4
•Piasa
•Tombac
•Mojave
•Pyrope
Het x76
Het Mel x14
There are a few carriers, but that's too hard to keep track of
*Give dragon back to Inteus
Spent 31GC and 300SC
Decorations and Background |
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None equippedDecorations
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None equipped!
Below
None equipped!