Xuĕ
Last Details | |
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Death Age | 7 years 6½ months (Elder) |
Sex | Male |
Personality | Helpful |
Breeding Records | |
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Death Age in Rollovers | 181 |
Pups Bred | 100 pups bred |
Looks | |
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Base | Chromium (0.14%) |
Base Genetics | Monochrome Light III |
Eyes | Hetero Blue & Brown |
Skin | Black |
Nose | Pink |
Claws | Light |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | None |
Carrier Status | View Report |
Variant | Default |
Markings | |
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Slot 1 | None |
Slot 2 | None |
Slot 3 | None |
Slot 4 | White Inuit Unders (20%) |
Slot 5 | White Highlights (9%) |
Slot 6 | None |
Slot 7 | None |
Slot 8 | White Limbs (38%) |
Slot 9 | White Dilution (27%) |
Slot 10 | White Bottoms (52%) |
Birth Stats | ||
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Strength | Speed | Agility |
102 | 62 | 54 |
Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
61 | 66 | 345 |
Birth Information | |
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Moon | Waxing Gibbous Moon |
Season | Spring |
Biome | Desert |
Biography
Art by Xiro
Died early summer year 27
Xuĕ - Snow [Chinese]
1st Hetero I've bred? :0
He's a T3 as well :sob:
I'm going to spoil him so much--
Xuĕ was always a noble pup from the start, being different from the others, as he is half dog. But he still does his best with helping, even being the stud of the pack.
— Headcanon by Wolffox
Xuĕ sometimes enjoys being a finisher, but somedays the blame is put on him because the prey got away or something, he also refuses to hunt birds because of his bird buddy.
HES SO HANDSOME
Lost. Alone. Afraid.
Where even are you? The wide river was filled with gators, so you had to take to the tall, marshy grass. Each step resulted in a squelching noise, and paranoia kept telling you to pause and see what it was. It was you, of course. But what if one time it wasn't?
The grass up ahead rustled. You lift your head up, noticing five wolves moving ahead. The chromium-colored one in the back notices you, his blue and brown eyes shining curiously. He's noticeably different: his ears fold down, and he seems... fluffier. More dog-like.
Breaking off from the others, he gives them a nod. The well-built canine draws closer, a grin spread across his muzzle.
"Hello!" He yips cheerfully. His voice is squeakier than you might have thought, which comes off as rather surprising considering his strong appearance. "Might you be lost, traveller? I'd be happy to help you find your way home."