The immortal pug

From: Shadowclan66
would like her to move on between 5-6 rollovers after you get her
If you have any questions then feel free to pm me and I'll reply as soon as I see it.

YOU CAN-
Add decor
(Optional but much encouraged)
Add markings
(but please do not remove markings unless you ask)
Add lore/stories but optional
(Very encouraged. I would love to read what you come up with)

YOU CAN'T!!!
Delete/chase her
Remove decor that's not yours
Sex change her
Change the name or bio unless adding to the forums

YOU MUST
Return her to me or someone else any time before 8 rollovers

PLEASE BE SURE TO-
Add your details to the lists below
Not remove her bio, as it's there so no one uses this wolf as their own.

LISTEN, THIS IS IMPORTANT!
I reserve the right to recall her if she isn't taken care of or rules are violated
if you don't roll over for two days, she will be recalled!! (You are free to request her back if I have her and you are going to be more active

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Current Owner: (Your ID)

(Log #)
your pack name:
Arriving Date:
Arriving stats:
Departure stats:
Decor added:
Lore: (Optional)
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Current Owner: (Your ID)
122059
(Log #)
your pack name: ꧁ ☬ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴠᴇʀʟᴏʀᴅꜱ ☬ ꧂
Arriving Date: Uhh
Arriving stats: 412
Departure stats: 412
Decor added: Just Wait!
Lore
In the mystical realm of Wolvden, where dense forests whispered ancient secrets and rivers sparkled under the sun, there lived an extraordinary pug known simply as The Immortal Pug. His real name was Pugsley, and he was a legend among the creatures of these lands. Unlike the typical life of a pug, Pugsley had been blessed with immortality by an ancient guardian spirit, enchanted by his boundless kindness and unwavering loyalty.

Pugsley's fur was a rich shade of fawn, and his expressive eyes held the wisdom of countless years. Despite his small stature and typical pug features, a faintly glowing symbol on his short snout marked his eternal life. For centuries, Pugsley roamed Wolvden, bringing comfort and joy to all he met, a living testament to the power of love and friendship.

One crisp morning, as the first light of dawn touched the treetops, Pugsley entered a new territory. This land was home to the Moonlit Howlers, a large pack of wolves. The Alpha, a majestic wolf named Luna, had heard tales of The Immortal Pug and welcomed him with curiosity and respect.

As Pugsley trotted into the heart of the pack's territory, he was greeted by playful wolf pups and the inquisitive gazes of the elders. Luna approached, her eyes filled with awe and warmth.

"Welcome, Pugsley," she said, her voice gentle but commanding. "We have heard many stories about you. Will you share some of your adventures with us?"

Pugsley nodded, his tail wagging in agreement. "I would be honored, Luna. Gather around, and I will tell you tales of my travels."

The wolves settled in a circle around Pugsley, their ears perked and eyes wide with anticipation. Pugsley began to speak, his voice rich with the experiences of countless lifetimes. He told them about the enchanted glade where flowers bloomed in brilliant colors and sang melodies under the moonlight. He recounted his journey through the Whispering Caves, where a wise old bat had taught him the language of the winds.

The pups listened intently, their imaginations painting vivid pictures of the far-off places Pugsley described. He spoke of crossing the shimmering Desert of Echoes, where he met a solitary coyote who revealed the secrets of surviving in the harshest conditions. He described the icy tundra to the north, where auroras danced across the sky, and a pack of Arctic wolves saved him from a fierce blizzard.

"But perhaps the most important lesson I have learned," Pugsley said, his voice softening, "is that the bonds we form with others give life its true meaning. No matter how far we travel or how many years pass, the love and friendship we share remain eternal."

As the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the landscape, the wolves felt a deep connection to Pugsley's stories. The pups, their eyes heavy with sleep, snuggled close to their parents, dreaming of distant lands and grand adventures.

Luna stepped forward once more, her eyes meeting Pugsley's. "Thank you, Pugsley. Your stories have brought us closer together and reminded us of the beauty and strength of our bonds."

Pugsley smiled, his heart full. As he prepared to continue his endless journey, he knew that he had once again touched the lives of those he encountered, leaving behind a legacy of love and wisdom that would endure through the ages. And so, The Immortal Pug roamed the lands of Wolvden, a small but mighty guardian of stories and friendship, forever bringing light to the hearts of all he met.


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