Jiiharo
| Last Details | |
|---|---|
| Death Age | 7 years 11 months (Elder) |
| Sex | Male |
| Personality | Selfish |
| Breeding Records | |
|---|---|
| Death Age in Rollovers | 190 |
| Pups Bred | 101 pups bred |
| Looks | |
|---|---|
| Base | Tuff (0.29%) |
| Base Genetics | Muted Medium II |
| Eyes | Red |
| Skin | Lusxnei |
| Nose | Bistre |
| Claws | Bistre |
| Mutation | None |
| Secondary Mutation | Melanism  |
| Carrier Status | View Report |
| Variant | Default |
| Markings | |
|---|---|
| Slot 1 | Black Cheek Fluff (53%) |
| Slot 2 | Beige Grizzle (62%) |
| Slot 3 | Beige Eyebrows (65%) |
| Slot 4 | Black Saddle (76%) |
| Slot 5 | Black Half Stripe (60%) |
| Slot 6 | White Underfur (73%) |
| Slot 7 | Silver Nose Bridge (39%) |
| Slot 8 | White Half Cape Ticking (84%) |
| Slot 9 | Red Patchy Unders (77%) |
| Slot 10 | Beige Undersides (72%) |
| Birth Stats | ||
|---|---|---|
| Strength | Speed | Agility |
| Unknown | Unknown | Unknown |
| Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
| Unknown | Unknown | Unknown |
| Birth Information | |
|---|---|
| Moon | Unknown |
| Season | Unknown |
| Biome | Unknown |
Biography
melas bred ; x8
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the large black wolf prowled over the lands, a dark foggy murk melting off the wolf's legs with every step. you could tell this was an older male in the pack, making him an elder, atleast in your eyes. this wolf wore a spiked collar, and always seemed to have butterflies around him, the butterflies resembling the looks of death. like little omens. you shuddered at the thought of how this wolf worked with the butterflies, and hoped the butterflies wouldn't lead this wolf to you, wherever you were. the shadow-like wolf stalked the lands, his hawk-like red glare piercing everything he looked at, his gaze trailing to your hiding spot, studying it carefully as you desperately sat frozen and held your breath until he looked away. releasing your breath, you backed away and scurried off, away from the wolf of death and his little tracking omens.. and he watched you, knowing.
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the large black wolf prowled over the lands, a dark foggy murk melting off the wolf's legs with every step. you could tell this was an older male in the pack, making him an elder, atleast in your eyes. this wolf wore a spiked collar, and always seemed to have butterflies around him, the butterflies resembling the looks of death. like little omens. you shuddered at the thought of how this wolf worked with the butterflies, and hoped the butterflies wouldn't lead this wolf to you, wherever you were. the shadow-like wolf stalked the lands, his hawk-like red glare piercing everything he looked at, his gaze trailing to your hiding spot, studying it carefully as you desperately sat frozen and held your breath until he looked away. releasing your breath, you backed away and scurried off, away from the wolf of death and his little tracking omens.. and he watched you, knowing.