This wolf has been leading — maybarks of oak since 2024-06-07 21:04:09.
Currents
Age
1 year 5½ months (Adult)
Sex
Female
Energy
Hunger
HP
Personality
Humble
Breeding Information
Age in Rollovers
35
Pups Bred
0 pups bred
Last Bred
Never
Fertility
Average
Heat Cycle
In heat for 1 rollover
Items Applied
None!
Looks
Base
Gold Lighter (1.37%)
Base Genetics
Warm Light I
Eyes
Yellow
Skin
Oxblood
Nose
Oxblood
Claws
Sandy
Mutation
None
Secondary Mutation
None
Carrier Status
Unknown
Variant
Default
Markings
Slot 1
Red Agouti (50% : T0)
Slot 2
White Irish (90% : T0)
Slot 3
Red Dilution (70% : T0)
Slot 4
None
Slot 5
None
Slot 6
None
Slot 7
None
Slot 8
None
Slot 9
None
Slot 10
None
Biography
HE/HIM
— Corgi and border collie themed<3
— THE STORY OF ATARAXIA'S JOURNEY
— I was a little sprout, I had no one to look up to, and everywhere I went.. — Was all black and white with no vision of success, because all I did was walk, walk and walk. · I was a flattened failure at that time, and soon.. It developed into a feeling, and emotion of consideration. And as I grew, so did my personality. Though, I have faced casualties and calamities, I have learned to understand that not everyone treats you with kindness and grace. But that phrase, made my soul wreck and REEK of vengeance. Until..
→ "What do you revenge for, Ataraxia?"
→ "Is it for greed? · Agony? Or perhaps.. Envy?"
— I didn't answer. — I was running away from the deepest pits of hell. And yet I didn't answer. I didn't have time to, and I surely didn't care to answer. · Not even the voice I heard could make me ponder. Euphonious, but deadly. · I cannot bear this grudge against myself anymore. Was I really a burden to this world? What did I do, exactly?