zelda 🌿 🐺
Last Details | |
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Death Age | 8 years 0 months (Elder) |
Sex | Male |
Personality | Quiet |
Breeding Records | |
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Death Age in Rollovers | 192 |
Pups Bred | 10 pups bred |
Looks | |
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Base | Gray (2.81%) |
Base Genetics | Monochrome Dark I |
Eyes | Azure |
Skin | Black |
Nose | Black |
Claws | Black |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | None |
Carrier Status | Unknown |
Variant | Default |
Markings | |
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Slot 1 | None |
Slot 2 | Gray Cross (66%) |
Slot 3 | None |
Slot 4 | Black Mantle (53%) |
Slot 5 | White Blaze (77%) |
Slot 6 | None |
Slot 7 | None |
Slot 8 | Gray Tamaskan Unders (47%) |
Slot 9 | White Gentle Unders (56%) |
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
Reached 100% Herbalist proficiency 22 Nov. 2021
Lore:
Zelda sighed. Nothing felt better than getting to finally rest with his mate after a long, busy day of handling herbs and mixing recipes. He settled next to Slip, whom pressed against him for warmth.
"I'm sorry we don't have many moments like this," whispered Zelda. If Slip was awake, she would have responded better than a grunt, a roll over to face him and a muzzle in his thick chest fur. Zelda felt warmth spread through his body and he felt happy and relaxed now. He gently licked the top of Slip's head affectionately until he finally dozed off for the night.
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Cheers of joy rang around Zelda as he stood, half-embarrassed, next to Loki. They were celebrating him becoming a Master Herbalist, but all he wanted to do was retreat and get back to work. The cheering was overwhelming, and Zelda had hoped that he didn't look rude as he pressed his ears against his ears to muffle the noise. Loki said something quickly and passed the smaller wolf a dismissive glance. Zelda bowed his head gratefully and hurried back to his den, emotion thick in his throat now. He wasn't sure whether he was supposed to be proud, or happy, but he certainly wasn't supposed to be crying during such a special event.
Lore:
"I'm sorry we don't have many moments like this," whispered Zelda. If Slip was awake, she would have responded better than a grunt, a roll over to face him and a muzzle in his thick chest fur. Zelda felt warmth spread through his body and he felt happy and relaxed now. He gently licked the top of Slip's head affectionately until he finally dozed off for the night.
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Cheers of joy rang around Zelda as he stood, half-embarrassed, next to Loki. They were celebrating him becoming a Master Herbalist, but all he wanted to do was retreat and get back to work. The cheering was overwhelming, and Zelda had hoped that he didn't look rude as he pressed his ears against his ears to muffle the noise. Loki said something quickly and passed the smaller wolf a dismissive glance. Zelda bowed his head gratefully and hurried back to his den, emotion thick in his throat now. He wasn't sure whether he was supposed to be proud, or happy, but he certainly wasn't supposed to be crying during such a special event.
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