FreakAshe

"FA | Fox.M10 !! |

ID #10329763

Owned by BonePipez
Bred by ninsch
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This wolf has not rolled over today and will not be able to be traded or gifted until its next rollover.

Level	7

Strength	60
Speed	71
Agility *	96
Wisdom	64
Smarts *	82
Total	373

This wolf cannot be retired right now!

Family

Wardrobe

Currents
Age	4 years 4 months (Adult)
Sex	Female
Energy
Mood
Hunger
HP
Personality	Vulgar

Breeding Information
Age in Rollovers	104
Pups Bred	8 pups bred
Last Bred	2024-08-14 13:10:43
Fertility	Average
Heat Cycle	Heat in 4 rollovers
Items Applied	None!
Pair Bond	None

Looks
Base	Fox (0.63%)
Base Genetics	Warm Medium III
Eyes	Olive
Skin	Lusxnei
Nose	Dark Brown
Claws	Corrupt
Mutation	None
Secondary Mutation	None
Carrier Status	Unknown
Variant	Default

Markings
Slot 1	Black Neck (37% : T0)
Slot 2	Gold Underbelly (29% : T0)
Slot 3	Gold Undersides (29% : T0)
Slot 4	Brown Inverted Cross (57% : T1)
Slot 5	Black Predator (34% : T1)
Slot 6	Cedar Low Bottoms (43% : T0)
Slot 7	Beige Socks (39% : T1)
Slot 8	Black Rump Edge (88% : T1)
Slot 9	White Tail Tip (8% : T0)
Slot 10	White Eyebrows (10% : T1)

Biography

BACKSTORY IDEA: Outlander.

HomeSteader

I once ran twenty-five miles without stopping to warn my clan of an approaching orc horde. I'd do it again if I had to.

Might. The strongest are meant to rule. (Evil)

It is my duty to provide children to sustain my tribe.

I am too enamored of ale, wine, and other intoxicants.

Born in spring, under the gibbous waning moon. She had a beautiful life with her parents, until a sale.
"Pass me another, would you?" she grumbled through a soft woof, lapping up the mushroom tainted water that made her head spin, her ears twitching softly as a hard drunkness fell over her. Her father, Sarros, Chuckled with a soft whine as he watched his daughter lap up the mushroom water. "i think you've had enough, You wouldn't want your mother tearing off my pelt if you had too much." He said, as his daughter barked up a laugh. "HA! Mother cares more about her duties then she does with this mushroom. One more, and i'll be fine." Sarros would raise a brow at his daughter before sighing, nudging a mud-bowl filled with the same mushroom water towards her "I have.. Something to tell you." "What?"

"I'm selling you." ....What. "...Excuse me?" FreakAshe paused in her tracks, staring with heavy-lidded eyes. "The lead wolf from the White Banes pack has.. wanted you, for pupsitting." "but- y- You can't!" She protested with a snarl "I'm your daughter!" "don't argue back with me!" Her father snapped back, and her tail tucked between her legs. "Its for the best."