Bluberry
Last Details | |
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Death Age | 7 years 7 months (Elder) |
Sex | Female |
Personality | Combative |
Breeding Records | |
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Death Age in Rollovers | 182 |
Pups Bred | 19 pups bred |
Looks | |
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Base | Nocturne (0.51%) |
Base Genetics | Cool Dark II |
Eyes | Ice |
Skin | Black |
Nose | Fern |
Claws | Fern |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | None |
Carrier Status | Unknown |
Variant | Default |
Markings | |
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Slot 1 | Selene Inverted Agouti (72%) |
Slot 2 | Dark Brown Back Patch (59%) |
Slot 3 | None |
Slot 4 | None |
Slot 5 | Yellow Tamaskan Unders (8%) |
Slot 6 | Brown Inuit Unders (24%) |
Slot 7 | Black Panda (98%) |
Slot 8 | Zircon Highlights (60%) |
Slot 9 | None |
Slot 10 | None |
Birth Stats | ||
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Strength | Speed | Agility |
121 | 89 | 98 |
Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
73 | 76 | 457 |
Birth Information | |
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Moon | Unknown |
Season | Unknown |
Biome | Unknown |
Biography
In the realm beyond, where spirits weave through the tapestry of existence, Bluberry, the eternal Huntress, watched over the pack she once called home. In this ethereal realm, time had no dominion, and memories intertwined with the present, forming an everlasting legacy.
From the vantage point of this ephemeral world, Bluberry beheld the pack she had once roamed alongside in corporeal form. She saw Daimyo, her mate, the guardian of their legacy, as he traversed the woods with an ancient grace that only time could bestow. His tales echoed through the whispers of the forest, carrying fragments of their shared past.
As a Huntress since her adolescence, Bluberry had felt the pulse of the forest in every sinew of her being. Her eyes, once alive with the thrill of the hunt, now beheld the evergreen expanse of the woods with a wisdom forged from countless moons past.
She danced in the shadows of the pack's memories, feeling the echoes of her past deeds resonating within the souls of those she once called family. The stories told by Daimyo carried fragments of her essence, weaving her spirit into the very fabric of the pack's existence.
Bluberry embraced the spirit of the hunt, a primal rhythm that pulsed through her even in this ethereal plane. She whispered guidance on the winds that caressed the treetops, nudging young hunters to trust their instincts and honor the ways of their ancestors.
Through Daimyo's recollections, she relived the thrill of the chase, the stealth of the predator, and the unity of the pack. Her spirit resonated with the vitality of the forest, her presence an unseen force guiding the pack through unseen trials.
She found solace in knowing that her legacy, intertwined with Daimyo's enduring presence, continued to shape the destiny of the pack. Her huntress spirit, forever bound to the ancient woods, danced amidst the leaves, a fleeting whisper that echoed through generations.
And so, Bluberry, the eternal Huntress, watched over the pack from the other side, her essence forever entwined with the memories and stories spun by Daimyo, ensuring that her spirit would forever reside in the dynasty she once called her own.
From the vantage point of this ephemeral world, Bluberry beheld the pack she had once roamed alongside in corporeal form. She saw Daimyo, her mate, the guardian of their legacy, as he traversed the woods with an ancient grace that only time could bestow. His tales echoed through the whispers of the forest, carrying fragments of their shared past.
As a Huntress since her adolescence, Bluberry had felt the pulse of the forest in every sinew of her being. Her eyes, once alive with the thrill of the hunt, now beheld the evergreen expanse of the woods with a wisdom forged from countless moons past.
She danced in the shadows of the pack's memories, feeling the echoes of her past deeds resonating within the souls of those she once called family. The stories told by Daimyo carried fragments of her essence, weaving her spirit into the very fabric of the pack's existence.
Bluberry embraced the spirit of the hunt, a primal rhythm that pulsed through her even in this ethereal plane. She whispered guidance on the winds that caressed the treetops, nudging young hunters to trust their instincts and honor the ways of their ancestors.
Through Daimyo's recollections, she relived the thrill of the chase, the stealth of the predator, and the unity of the pack. Her spirit resonated with the vitality of the forest, her presence an unseen force guiding the pack through unseen trials.
She found solace in knowing that her legacy, intertwined with Daimyo's enduring presence, continued to shape the destiny of the pack. Her huntress spirit, forever bound to the ancient woods, danced amidst the leaves, a fleeting whisper that echoed through generations.
And so, Bluberry, the eternal Huntress, watched over the pack from the other side, her essence forever entwined with the memories and stories spun by Daimyo, ensuring that her spirit would forever reside in the dynasty she once called her own.
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