Teyrnon
| Last Details | |
|---|---|
| Death Age | 7 years 7 months (Elder) |
| Sex | Male |
| Personality | Imaginative |
| Breeding Records | |
|---|---|
| Death Age in Rollovers | 182 |
| Pups Bred | 0 pups bred |
| Looks | |
|---|---|
| Base | Iridium (0.23%) |
| Base Genetics | Monochrome Dark III |
| Eyes | Blue |
| Skin | Black |
| Nose | Lusxnei |
| Claws | Lunar |
| Mutation | None |
| Secondary Mutation | None |
| Carrier Status | Unknown |
| Variant | Default |
| Markings | |
|---|---|
| Slot 1 | Black Cover (90%) |
| Slot 2 | Artemis Inverted Smudge (100%) |
| Slot 3 | Black Cape (100%) |
| Slot 4 | Gray Unders (100%) |
| Slot 5 | Gray Patchy Unders (100%) |
| Slot 6 | White Eyebrows (86%) |
| Slot 7 | White Half Cape Ticking (86%) |
| Slot 8 | Beige Tamaskan Unders (1%) |
| Slot 9 | White Low Bottoms (100%) |
| Slot 10 | White Gentle Unders (100%) |
| Birth Stats | ||
|---|---|---|
| Strength | Speed | Agility |
| 85 | 78 | 83 |
| Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
| 172 | 157 | 575 |
| Birth Information | |
|---|---|
| Moon |  Waning Crescent Moon |
| Season |  Winter |
| Biome | Riparian Woodland |
Biography
Name: Teyrnon (tay ur non, "great lord")
Date of Birth: Early Winter 31 (October 5 2022)
Natal Pack: Pont-y-Rhedyn
Mother: Eryr
Father: Envy
Bred via stud for 4 GC, customised for 45 GC.
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A native to Pont-y-Rhedyn, Teyrnon was born in early winter 31 to scout Eryr. Bright eyed and bushy tailed, Tey was eager to follow in his mother's footsteps as a scout, not giving any other job the time of day and never regretting it for even a second. He studied diligently under his mother and passed his assesment on his first attempt, jumping straight into solo missions as a yearling.
Teyrnon was raised alongside the pack's ace pups, all with long lineages in the pack. Winifred, Nesta, and Sulwen. The four of them were quite the quartet, wreaking havoc throughout the valley for much of their youth. Winifred and Teyrnon had somewhat of a budding romance - so much so that Winifred blew off her training as the pack's intended heir to join Tey as a scout. Nesta and Sulwen both studied under their mothers as hunters. Irregardless of Winifred's rather selfish actions, the four of them showed good promise in their work and the pack was on track for a successful handover.
Unfortunately, it wasn't to be. The junior hunting party got into difficulty on a hunt, resulting in the injury of many of the hunters but more importantly, the death of Nesta. Distraught by the death of her partner, Sulwen soon left the pack. This was the start of an unfortunate trend, with many of the younger wolves following suit and leaving the pack. Teyrnon was away when it happened. It was a hard reality to face when he returned - made no easier by the departure of his childhood sweetheart Winifred. The pack was destined to fail, she said. She tried to convince Teyrnon to leave with her, but he refused. This was his home, and he'd be damned if he let it fall to ruin.
He continued work as the pack's only scout. It was hard going, doing the work of two, and he'd spend little time in the valley itself. But he truly loved his work. And it served his pack well. In his mind, it was the least he could do.
Teyrnon's amiable and expressive disposition served him well on the road, making conversation with foreign wolves easy. He loved to tell stories, not just of his travels but also those he'd learned from others. Daring tales of conflict and strife, ancient lore of spirits, star-crossed romances. He knew them all. He'd tell them with such an energy, and infectious flare, it was near impossible not to listen and to cling on to every word. He was incredibly popular, both within and outside the pack, for his story telling prowess. Many of his tales lived on long after he passed.
Teyrnon didn't take a mate or partner. He gave up his den to Tanwen when she returned home from his travels, but would crash in with her whenever he was home himself. He didn't have any pups.
Date of Birth: Early Winter 31 (October 5 2022)
Natal Pack: Pont-y-Rhedyn
Mother: Eryr
Father: Envy
Bred via stud for 4 GC, customised for 45 GC.
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A native to Pont-y-Rhedyn, Teyrnon was born in early winter 31 to scout Eryr. Bright eyed and bushy tailed, Tey was eager to follow in his mother's footsteps as a scout, not giving any other job the time of day and never regretting it for even a second. He studied diligently under his mother and passed his assesment on his first attempt, jumping straight into solo missions as a yearling.
Teyrnon was raised alongside the pack's ace pups, all with long lineages in the pack. Winifred, Nesta, and Sulwen. The four of them were quite the quartet, wreaking havoc throughout the valley for much of their youth. Winifred and Teyrnon had somewhat of a budding romance - so much so that Winifred blew off her training as the pack's intended heir to join Tey as a scout. Nesta and Sulwen both studied under their mothers as hunters. Irregardless of Winifred's rather selfish actions, the four of them showed good promise in their work and the pack was on track for a successful handover.
Unfortunately, it wasn't to be. The junior hunting party got into difficulty on a hunt, resulting in the injury of many of the hunters but more importantly, the death of Nesta. Distraught by the death of her partner, Sulwen soon left the pack. This was the start of an unfortunate trend, with many of the younger wolves following suit and leaving the pack. Teyrnon was away when it happened. It was a hard reality to face when he returned - made no easier by the departure of his childhood sweetheart Winifred. The pack was destined to fail, she said. She tried to convince Teyrnon to leave with her, but he refused. This was his home, and he'd be damned if he let it fall to ruin.
He continued work as the pack's only scout. It was hard going, doing the work of two, and he'd spend little time in the valley itself. But he truly loved his work. And it served his pack well. In his mind, it was the least he could do.
Teyrnon's amiable and expressive disposition served him well on the road, making conversation with foreign wolves easy. He loved to tell stories, not just of his travels but also those he'd learned from others. Daring tales of conflict and strife, ancient lore of spirits, star-crossed romances. He knew them all. He'd tell them with such an energy, and infectious flare, it was near impossible not to listen and to cling on to every word. He was incredibly popular, both within and outside the pack, for his story telling prowess. Many of his tales lived on long after he passed.
Teyrnon didn't take a mate or partner. He gave up his den to Tanwen when she returned home from his travels, but would crash in with her whenever he was home himself. He didn't have any pups.