ID #10292564
This wolf has an undiagnosed illness! She is displaying the following symptoms: Fever, Discomfort
This wolf is currently on a breeding cool down. She will be able to fall pregnant again in 11 rollovers!
This wolf has not rolled over today and will not be able to be traded or gifted until its next rollover.
This wolf has not rolled over today and will not be able to be traded or gifted until its next rollover.
| Currents | |
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| Age | 3 years 6 months (Adult) |
| Sex | Female |
| Energy |
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| Hunger |
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| HP |
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| Personality | Confident |
| Breeding Information | |
|---|---|
| Age in Rollovers | 84 |
| Pups Bred | 10 pups bred |
| Last Bred | 2024-10-02 07:19:54 |
| Fertility | Average |
| Heat Cycle | On Cooldown |
| Items Applied | None! |
| Pair Bond | |
| Looks | |
|---|---|
| Base | Chromium (0.14%) |
| Base Genetics | Monochrome Light III |
| Eyes | Enzyme |
| Skin | Lusxnei |
| Nose | Gray |
| Claws | Black |
| Mutation | None |
| Secondary Mutation | None |
| Carrier Status | Unknown |
| Variant | Relaxed |
| Markings
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| Slot 1 | Silver Shadow (91% : T6) |
| Slot 2 | None |
| Slot 3 | Black Dilution (67% : T0) |
| Slot 4 | Black Ghast (59% : T3) |
| Slot 5 | Black Panda (54% : T2) |
| Slot 6 | Cream Low Bottoms (38% : T0) |
| Slot 7 | White Toes (90% : T1) |
| Slot 8 | None |
| Slot 9 | White Gentle Unders (35% : T1) |
| Slot 10 | Black Unders (75% : T0) |
Biography
Lore
In the heart of Mount Glory, where the air breathed with secrets and the wind whispered tales of the past, the Crimson Crystal Cavern lay cradled amidst cascading waterfalls and interwoven vines. This verdant kingdom was home to the Crimson Crown Hounds, a pack renowned for their strength and unity, under the watchful gaze of their wise Alpha, Ezequiel. It was within this sacred realm that a young she-wolf named Zyaris was destined to rise.
Zyaris possessed a beauty that seemed woven from the very fabric of the mountain itself. Her steely monochrome gray fur shimmered in the dappled sunlight, with dark shades morphing into lighter hues like the shadows of the forest. But it was her eyes... those mesmerizing iridescent gemstone hues that captivated all who beheld them. She was no ordinary pup. She was destined to become something great, held under the vigilant watch of Metis, the pack's fierce yet nurturing elder warrior.
The story of Zyaris's arrival began on a misty dawn, when Guardian Circe and the herbalist Izanami stumbled across something extraordinary while foraging. Among the roots and rocks, they found a lone pup abandoned at the pack's border, a serendipitous gift that had eluded the watchful Guardians. They were unsure why someone would leave a pup so precious behind, yet they felt a bond, a pull of fate. Her arrival had become the stuff of hushed reverie among the pack members. Who would leave a pup so close to danger? What they all knew was that Zyaris was a blessing, a spark meant to ignite the spirits of those around her.
Once in the Cove of Sanctuary, Zyaris trembled in fear, dangling from Izanami's jaws as she was carried into the warmth of the pack. Days passed, her heart coiling tighter with each day, until at last Metis approached. The kind she settled beside Zyaris's nest and spoke softly, weaving promises of safety and companionship. The pup, who had been glued to her own anguish, felt the warmth of these words wrap around her like a protective cloak. From that moment on, the bond between them was unbreakable, with Zyaris often splayed against Metis's side, a blend of youthful exuberance and quiet reverence. Even as Metis bore her own pups, Zyaris remained steadfast at her side.
The weeks flew by, with Zyaris growing stronger under the mentorship of Aether, a seasoned scout with a quick wit and discerning eye, recognized her potential early in her emerald depths. Underneath his watchful eye, Zyaris trained fiercely, navigating the forest's treacherous trails, learning the boundaries of their territory, all while returning to the safety of Metis and her younger companions. Mitra, another apprentice, became Zyaris's partner in their youthful explorations, the two racing through the underbrush and chasing sunbeams as they fumbled through the trials of apprentice life.
Yet, destiny held something in her shadows, something that lingered just beyond their forest's edge. Elders whispered secrets. The resemblance between Zyaris and a fellow pack member Nemesis- an enigmatic wolf known for her quick temper and fierce loyalty, sparked the flames of speculation. So near yet so distant, none dared question the quick-to-anger she; even murmurs of who Zyaris's parents might have remained cloaked in careful silence. Nobody dared to voice the connection, for Nemesis's wrath was as swift as it was turbulent. Yet, it was impossible to ignore the pulsing mystery of Zyaris's lineage, an inner calling woven with threads of fate.
It was not until after seasons turned, a destiny beckoned not only for Zyaris but for her entire pack, that the whispers transformed into truth. Izanami, drawn by an unusual calling, had sensed a shift in the winds. One fateful night, she came to Alpha Zeus with chilling news, a vision had emerged from the depths of the Lake of Descendants, a prophecy that spoke of two wolves intertwined by fate, heralding a restoration of balance within the pack.
"Upon the day the blue wolf reveals her true self, a new bond shall bring the restoration of balance," she had recited, her voice firm but tremulous, as the words echoed off the cavern walls.
Days turned into weeks, passing quietly after the prophecy's revelation. That is until a strange wolf entered their pack, draped in hues of cobalt, a smokey blue wolf cloaked in shadows that resonated with Zyaris's own aura. His eyes, iridescent, strikingly similar to Zyaris's, spoke of a hidden legacy. With him came the truth: He revealed himself as her father, Zehesis the one whose blood coursed through her veins and illuminated the path to her true lineage. The realization struck like thunder, Nemesis, a wolf known for her ferocity, was indeed Zyaris's mother.
Tragedy followed fast on the heels of revelation. Shortly after the truth of her lineage was disclosed, Alpha Ezequiel passed beyond the veil, leaving behind the legacy that Zyaris was now bound to carry. In the wake of his passing, as cries of mourning echoed through the pack, Zyaris stepped forward, shining with a brilliance that seemed to spring from her soul. It was then she fully embraced her calling, her demeanor transforming from that of a timid pup to a leader forged from fire.
Under the solemn moonlight, Zyaris ascended the sacred stone of the Cavern, her fur a shimmering palette against the night sky. With the eyes of the entire pack upon her, she took her place as their new Alpha. As her mother's spirit flowed into her, so too did the strength of her father, Nemesis guiding her alongside the possessed knowledge of the pack. The murmurs of doubt faded into silence, replaced by respect and admiration commanded by her undeniable presence. Zyaris stood resolute, ready to lead her kin through whatever storms loomed on the horizon.
Her father, now a part of the pack, offered his guidance, helping mold Zyaris into the leader she was born to be. Together, they forged a new bond, bridging the past and present, promising restoration and resilience to everyone who laid claim to the Crimson Crown Hounds pack.
In that moment, the mountains sang with a renewed harmony, celebrating the dawning of a new era. An era where a young she-wolf embraced her destiny, where bonds grew stronger, and where the demon of discord would fade like shadows in the light of the morning sun. With each passing day, the Crystal Cavern would echo with the tales of Zyaris, the Alpha born from mystery, courage, and unyielding spirit, revealing a future where the past met the promise of new beginnings. A balance would return to Mount Glory and in the whispers of the wind, one could almost hear the echoes of a prophecy fulfilled.
Interactions
According to Zyaris β―, today is the best day for success. Whether it's true or not, with this optimistic mindset you're ready for anything.
Poem
Zyaris song
Through whispering trees and shimmering streams,
A silver wolf, a leader in dreams,
Guided by fate, with eyes so keen,
In the heart of the forest, where life convenes.
New life surrounds, in blossoms and birdsongs,
A symbol of hope where destiny belongs,
A confident stride, adventure beckons near,
In the dance of shadows, the future is clear.
The earth beneath paw, steady and sure,
An adolescent heart, brave and pure,
In the embrace of nature, a soul unconfined,
Embracing adulthood, destiny intertwined.
Gazing up to skies where winged creatures soar,
In the vast expanse where dreams explore,
A howl echoes through the ancient trees,
A pack united by trust and decrees.
Silver and grey amidst emerald green,
A leader emerges, a new realm unseen,
In the forest's embrace, under moonlit skies above,
The journey begins for the wolf destined to lead with love.
Stats
Birth: 327
After training+apprenticeship:
Lvl 1 398
Lvl 2 403
Lvl 3 408
Lvl 4 418
Lvl 5 428
Lvl 6 441
Lvl 7 456
Lvl 8 475
Lvl 9 497
Lvl 10 526
Lvl 11 552
Took on leadership at 2y 4 1/2 mo
Lvl 12 581
Lvl 13 612
Lvl 14 645
Lvl 15
She who never was
The Bloody Bastard
The Forsaken
Khal Drogo
Khaleesi
Zyaris possessed a beauty that seemed woven from the very fabric of the mountain itself. Her steely monochrome gray fur shimmered in the dappled sunlight, with dark shades morphing into lighter hues like the shadows of the forest. But it was her eyes... those mesmerizing iridescent gemstone hues that captivated all who beheld them. She was no ordinary pup. She was destined to become something great, held under the vigilant watch of Metis, the pack's fierce yet nurturing elder warrior.
The story of Zyaris's arrival began on a misty dawn, when Guardian Circe and the herbalist Izanami stumbled across something extraordinary while foraging. Among the roots and rocks, they found a lone pup abandoned at the pack's border, a serendipitous gift that had eluded the watchful Guardians. They were unsure why someone would leave a pup so precious behind, yet they felt a bond, a pull of fate. Her arrival had become the stuff of hushed reverie among the pack members. Who would leave a pup so close to danger? What they all knew was that Zyaris was a blessing, a spark meant to ignite the spirits of those around her.
Once in the Cove of Sanctuary, Zyaris trembled in fear, dangling from Izanami's jaws as she was carried into the warmth of the pack. Days passed, her heart coiling tighter with each day, until at last Metis approached. The kind she settled beside Zyaris's nest and spoke softly, weaving promises of safety and companionship. The pup, who had been glued to her own anguish, felt the warmth of these words wrap around her like a protective cloak. From that moment on, the bond between them was unbreakable, with Zyaris often splayed against Metis's side, a blend of youthful exuberance and quiet reverence. Even as Metis bore her own pups, Zyaris remained steadfast at her side.
The weeks flew by, with Zyaris growing stronger under the mentorship of Aether, a seasoned scout with a quick wit and discerning eye, recognized her potential early in her emerald depths. Underneath his watchful eye, Zyaris trained fiercely, navigating the forest's treacherous trails, learning the boundaries of their territory, all while returning to the safety of Metis and her younger companions. Mitra, another apprentice, became Zyaris's partner in their youthful explorations, the two racing through the underbrush and chasing sunbeams as they fumbled through the trials of apprentice life.
Yet, destiny held something in her shadows, something that lingered just beyond their forest's edge. Elders whispered secrets. The resemblance between Zyaris and a fellow pack member Nemesis- an enigmatic wolf known for her quick temper and fierce loyalty, sparked the flames of speculation. So near yet so distant, none dared question the quick-to-anger she; even murmurs of who Zyaris's parents might have remained cloaked in careful silence. Nobody dared to voice the connection, for Nemesis's wrath was as swift as it was turbulent. Yet, it was impossible to ignore the pulsing mystery of Zyaris's lineage, an inner calling woven with threads of fate.
It was not until after seasons turned, a destiny beckoned not only for Zyaris but for her entire pack, that the whispers transformed into truth. Izanami, drawn by an unusual calling, had sensed a shift in the winds. One fateful night, she came to Alpha Zeus with chilling news, a vision had emerged from the depths of the Lake of Descendants, a prophecy that spoke of two wolves intertwined by fate, heralding a restoration of balance within the pack.
"Upon the day the blue wolf reveals her true self, a new bond shall bring the restoration of balance," she had recited, her voice firm but tremulous, as the words echoed off the cavern walls.
Days turned into weeks, passing quietly after the prophecy's revelation. That is until a strange wolf entered their pack, draped in hues of cobalt, a smokey blue wolf cloaked in shadows that resonated with Zyaris's own aura. His eyes, iridescent, strikingly similar to Zyaris's, spoke of a hidden legacy. With him came the truth: He revealed himself as her father, Zehesis the one whose blood coursed through her veins and illuminated the path to her true lineage. The realization struck like thunder, Nemesis, a wolf known for her ferocity, was indeed Zyaris's mother.
Tragedy followed fast on the heels of revelation. Shortly after the truth of her lineage was disclosed, Alpha Ezequiel passed beyond the veil, leaving behind the legacy that Zyaris was now bound to carry. In the wake of his passing, as cries of mourning echoed through the pack, Zyaris stepped forward, shining with a brilliance that seemed to spring from her soul. It was then she fully embraced her calling, her demeanor transforming from that of a timid pup to a leader forged from fire.
Under the solemn moonlight, Zyaris ascended the sacred stone of the Cavern, her fur a shimmering palette against the night sky. With the eyes of the entire pack upon her, she took her place as their new Alpha. As her mother's spirit flowed into her, so too did the strength of her father, Nemesis guiding her alongside the possessed knowledge of the pack. The murmurs of doubt faded into silence, replaced by respect and admiration commanded by her undeniable presence. Zyaris stood resolute, ready to lead her kin through whatever storms loomed on the horizon.
Her father, now a part of the pack, offered his guidance, helping mold Zyaris into the leader she was born to be. Together, they forged a new bond, bridging the past and present, promising restoration and resilience to everyone who laid claim to the Crimson Crown Hounds pack.
In that moment, the mountains sang with a renewed harmony, celebrating the dawning of a new era. An era where a young she-wolf embraced her destiny, where bonds grew stronger, and where the demon of discord would fade like shadows in the light of the morning sun. With each passing day, the Crystal Cavern would echo with the tales of Zyaris, the Alpha born from mystery, courage, and unyielding spirit, revealing a future where the past met the promise of new beginnings. A balance would return to Mount Glory and in the whispers of the wind, one could almost hear the echoes of a prophecy fulfilled.
Interactions
Poem
Through whispering trees and shimmering streams,
A silver wolf, a leader in dreams,
Guided by fate, with eyes so keen,
In the heart of the forest, where life convenes.
New life surrounds, in blossoms and birdsongs,
A symbol of hope where destiny belongs,
A confident stride, adventure beckons near,
In the dance of shadows, the future is clear.
The earth beneath paw, steady and sure,
An adolescent heart, brave and pure,
In the embrace of nature, a soul unconfined,
Embracing adulthood, destiny intertwined.
Gazing up to skies where winged creatures soar,
In the vast expanse where dreams explore,
A howl echoes through the ancient trees,
A pack united by trust and decrees.
Silver and grey amidst emerald green,
A leader emerges, a new realm unseen,
In the forest's embrace, under moonlit skies above,
The journey begins for the wolf destined to lead with love.
Stats
After training+apprenticeship:
Lvl 1 398
Lvl 2 403
Lvl 3 408
Lvl 4 418
Lvl 5 428
Lvl 6 441
Lvl 7 456
Lvl 8 475
Lvl 9 497
Lvl 10 526
Lvl 11 552
Took on leadership at 2y 4 1/2 mo
Lvl 12 581
Lvl 13 612
Lvl 14 645
Lvl 15
She who never was
The Bloody Bastard
The Forsaken
Khal Drogo
Khaleesi
| Birth Stats | ||
|---|---|---|
| Strength | Speed | Agility |
| 61 | 75 | 72 |
| Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
| 59 | 60 | 327 |
| Birth Information | |
|---|---|
| Moon |  Waxing Crescent Moon |
| Season |  Winter |
| Biome | Taiga |
| Decorations and Background |
|---|
Background
Meehambee Dolmen4 uses left
Decorations
Above
Filigree Finery [Gold & Ruby]9 uses left
""Queenβs Robes"" (Plum)9 uses left
Daisy Crown [Pink]4 uses left
Waterlined Eyeliner & Eye Enhancer9 uses left
Windy4 uses left
Fireflies [universal foreground]9 uses left
Dandelion Seeds [Windswept]4 uses left
Below
None equipped!
In current pack for 79 rollovers
Wolf created on 2024-06-18 11:28:13