Vulture
| Last Details | |
|---|---|
| Death Age | 7 years 6½ months (Elder) |
| Sex | Female |
| Personality | Precise |
| Breeding Records | |
|---|---|
| Death Age in Rollovers | 181 |
| Pups Bred | 3 pups bred |
| Looks | |
|---|---|
| Base | Pecan (0.34%) |
| Base Genetics | Muted Dark II |
| Eyes | Black |
| Skin | Bistre |
| Nose | Black |
| Claws | Lusxnei |
| Mutation | None |
| Secondary Mutation | Melanism  |
| Carrier Status | Unknown |
| Variant | Default |
| Markings | |
|---|---|
| Slot 1 | None |
| Slot 2 | White Limbs (66%) |
| Slot 3 | Cream Cape Ticking (80%) |
| Slot 4 | None |
| Slot 5 | Red Mask (12%) |
| Slot 6 | None |
| Slot 7 | White Tail Tip (57%) |
| Slot 8 | None |
| Slot 9 | None |
| Slot 10 | None |
| Birth Stats | ||
|---|---|---|
| Strength | Speed | Agility |
| 78 | 66 | 70 |
| Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
| 88 | 91 | 393 |
| Birth Information | |
|---|---|
| Moon | Unknown |
| Season | Unknown |
| Biome | Unknown |
Biography
"Why the hell is she so angry and cold? There's no reason for her to be."
"It's not that," huffed another wolf. "She's distant because she's precise. Leave her be."
Vulture was just like her mother and her mother's sibling, the alpha of the pack. He was different from the other wolves, from his siblings. Her coarse, pitch black fur matched theirs identically, the three looking like triplets if it wasn't for her own smaller stature and different coloured eyes.
Vulture blended into the shadows like it was her second skin, circling from a distant like her namesake. Despite her young age, her and her siblings were making a formidable hunting team, along with the strange new wolf, Valhalla. She was as focused as could be and was meticulous in his actions.
She, like any young wolf, aspired to be like their alpha. Vulture was also following in her mother's footsteps as a finisher. She hoped to make her proud one day.
The young wolf was certainly his mother's son
That didn't stop some other pack members being intimidated by her dark coat, despite their alpha and lead finisher being of the same nature. Vulture would prove them wrong.
"It's not that," huffed another wolf. "She's distant because she's precise. Leave her be."
Vulture was just like her mother and her mother's sibling, the alpha of the pack. He was different from the other wolves, from his siblings. Her coarse, pitch black fur matched theirs identically, the three looking like triplets if it wasn't for her own smaller stature and different coloured eyes.
Vulture blended into the shadows like it was her second skin, circling from a distant like her namesake. Despite her young age, her and her siblings were making a formidable hunting team, along with the strange new wolf, Valhalla. She was as focused as could be and was meticulous in his actions.
She, like any young wolf, aspired to be like their alpha. Vulture was also following in her mother's footsteps as a finisher. She hoped to make her proud one day.
The young wolf was certainly his mother's son
That didn't stop some other pack members being intimidated by her dark coat, despite their alpha and lead finisher being of the same nature. Vulture would prove them wrong.