Bramble
Last Details | |
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Death Age | 7 years 6 months (Elder) |
Sex | Male |
Personality | Amiable |
Breeding Records | |
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Death Age in Rollovers | 180 |
Pups Bred | 25 pups bred |
Looks | |
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Base | Chocolate (0.93%) |
Base Genetics | Muted Dark I |
Eyes | Hazel |
Skin | Dark Brown |
Nose | Dark Brown |
Claws | Dark |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | None |
Carrier Status | View Report |
Variant | Default |
Markings | |
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Slot 1 | None |
Slot 2 | None |
Slot 3 | Honey Underfur (58%) |
Slot 4 | Dark Brown Merle Patches (100%) |
Slot 5 | Doubloon Tamaskan Unders (100%) |
Slot 6 | None |
Slot 7 | Brown Merle Patches (41%) |
Slot 8 | Cream Bottoms (70%) |
Slot 9 | None |
Slot 10 | Clover Ornate Stripes (80%) |
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
Bramble is one of the wolves that answered the great howling song of heartbreak sung out by the forest guardians when the founding pack leader sadly died. He set out for the forest with a group of three sisters, though they were not his relations and he did not know them well at that time, he liked their spirit and admired their beauty. The journey was long and full of peril for the young wolves, but he protected the little group and they quickly became the best of friends.
Bramble is a excellent scout, he works very hard for the forest guardians, he initially discovered more than half of the surrounding territories, and now brings home his backpack bulging full of feathers and trinkets for the pack to share. He is determined never to come back empty pawed, he goes out even in the worst of weather searching in places that no other wolves would dare, and his tenacity is rewarded with the best treasures.
Bramble is very much loved by all the forest guardians, even though his lineage is a little muddy, his amiable nature combined with well rounded abilities make him the perfect pack member, every female agreed they wanted him to be the future father of their puppies. He fathered his first litters when he was nearly four years old, he adored each and every one of them and was very proud when they grew into their different roles and formed the junior hunting party.
When two evil black wolves were spotted on the edge of the forest guardians territory Bramble didn't hesitate to defended his family. He bravely engaged the intruders knowing all their lives were at stake, hackles bristling and a deep growl in his throat, he tussled with the enemy until blood soaked the forest floor. When he limped back to the den, with two black tails in his jaws, tired but victorious, herbalist Ivy tended a long scratch on his muzzle, while Fern and Bracken crafted the black tails into a necklace and tail piece for him to wear. The forest guardians will always consider him a great hero.
Birth stats?
End stats 1330
Bramble is a excellent scout, he works very hard for the forest guardians, he initially discovered more than half of the surrounding territories, and now brings home his backpack bulging full of feathers and trinkets for the pack to share. He is determined never to come back empty pawed, he goes out even in the worst of weather searching in places that no other wolves would dare, and his tenacity is rewarded with the best treasures.
Bramble is very much loved by all the forest guardians, even though his lineage is a little muddy, his amiable nature combined with well rounded abilities make him the perfect pack member, every female agreed they wanted him to be the future father of their puppies. He fathered his first litters when he was nearly four years old, he adored each and every one of them and was very proud when they grew into their different roles and formed the junior hunting party.
When two evil black wolves were spotted on the edge of the forest guardians territory Bramble didn't hesitate to defended his family. He bravely engaged the intruders knowing all their lives were at stake, hackles bristling and a deep growl in his throat, he tussled with the enemy until blood soaked the forest floor. When he limped back to the den, with two black tails in his jaws, tired but victorious, herbalist Ivy tended a long scratch on his muzzle, while Fern and Bracken crafted the black tails into a necklace and tail piece for him to wear. The forest guardians will always consider him a great hero.
Birth stats?
End stats 1330
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