ID #10825445
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Currents | |
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Age | 2 years 5 months (Adult) |
Sex | Female |
Energy |
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Mood |
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Hunger |
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HP |
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Personality | Amiable |
Breeding Information | |
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Age in Rollovers | 58 |
Pups Bred | 5 pups bred |
Last Bred | 2024-09-14 21:57:55 |
Fertility | Average |
Heat Cycle | In heat for 2 rollovers |
Items Applied | None! |
Looks | |
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Base | Marengo (4.11%) |
Base Genetics | Cool Dark I |
Eyes | Orange |
Skin | Light |
Nose | Light |
Claws | White |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | None |
Carrier Status | Unknown |
Variant | Default |
Markings
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Slot 1 | Black Dorsal (100% : T0) |
Slot 2 | White Irish (100% : T0) |
Slot 3 | White Inverted Agouti (50% : T0) |
Slot 4 | None |
Slot 5 | None |
Slot 6 | None |
Slot 7 | None |
Slot 8 | None |
Slot 9 | None |
Slot 10 | None |
Biography
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In the Shadows of the Peaks
Deep within the ancient folds of the Snowy Range Mountains, where the air is crisp and the pines whisper secrets, there resides a fierce and enigmatic she-wolf named Pontiac. Her sleek silver-gray coat blends seamlessly with the rocky terrain, and her eyes—poopy brown—hold the wisdom of countless moonlit nights.
### **Born of Storms**
Pontiac's story begins during a tempest. Lightning split the sky, and thunder echoed through the valleys as she emerged from her mother's den—a tiny, trembling ball of fur. Her first breath carried the scent of pine needles and distant snowfields. The pack called her "Stormborn," for she arrived amidst chaos and promise.
### **The Huntress**
From an early age, Pontiac displayed an uncanny skill for tracking prey. Her lithe form moved soundlessly through the forest, leaving no trace except the thrill of anticipation in the air. Elk, mule deer, and the occasional rogue bear—all fell victim to her cunning. She was the embodiment of the wild, a creature unyielding to the laws of man or beast.
### **Adolphus: The Silent Sentinel**
But every huntress needs a partner, and fate led Pontiac to Adolphus. He was a massive brute of a wolf, his fur a mix of charcoal and midnight. Unlike Pontiac, he rarely spoke—his eyes did the talking. They shared stolen glances across moonlit meadows, and their bond deepened with each shared kill. Adolphus was the silent sentinel, guarding their den while Pontiac roamed the ridges.
### **The Howl of Love**
One frost-kissed night, under a sky ablaze with stars, Pontiac and Adolphus sat side by side on a granite ledge. The wind carried their howls—a duet that echoed through the valleys. It was a love song, primal and unyielding. From that moment, they were more than mates; they were soul companions, bound by the ancient pact of the wild.
### **The Lone Pup**
Their union bore fruit—a single pup named Orion. His fur bore the same silver-gray hue as Pontiac's, and his eyes held the same icy fire. Pontiac and Adolphus raised him with fierce devotion, teaching him the ways of the mountains. Orion would inherit their legacy—the untamed spirit of the Snowy Range.
### **Legacy Among the Peaks**
And so, Pontiac's story continues—a saga of moonlit hunts, snow-laden paws, and the enduring love between two wolves. She is the guardian of forgotten trails, the mistress of solitude, and the heartbeat of the mountains. When the wind howls through the pines, it carries her name—a whispered promise that the wild will endure.
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*And there you have it—the tale of Pontiac, the mountain huntress, and her steadfast mate, Adolphus. May their howls forever echo among the peaks.*
In the Shadows of the Peaks
Deep within the ancient folds of the Snowy Range Mountains, where the air is crisp and the pines whisper secrets, there resides a fierce and enigmatic she-wolf named Pontiac. Her sleek silver-gray coat blends seamlessly with the rocky terrain, and her eyes—poopy brown—hold the wisdom of countless moonlit nights.
### **Born of Storms**
Pontiac's story begins during a tempest. Lightning split the sky, and thunder echoed through the valleys as she emerged from her mother's den—a tiny, trembling ball of fur. Her first breath carried the scent of pine needles and distant snowfields. The pack called her "Stormborn," for she arrived amidst chaos and promise.
### **The Huntress**
From an early age, Pontiac displayed an uncanny skill for tracking prey. Her lithe form moved soundlessly through the forest, leaving no trace except the thrill of anticipation in the air. Elk, mule deer, and the occasional rogue bear—all fell victim to her cunning. She was the embodiment of the wild, a creature unyielding to the laws of man or beast.
### **Adolphus: The Silent Sentinel**
But every huntress needs a partner, and fate led Pontiac to Adolphus. He was a massive brute of a wolf, his fur a mix of charcoal and midnight. Unlike Pontiac, he rarely spoke—his eyes did the talking. They shared stolen glances across moonlit meadows, and their bond deepened with each shared kill. Adolphus was the silent sentinel, guarding their den while Pontiac roamed the ridges.
### **The Howl of Love**
One frost-kissed night, under a sky ablaze with stars, Pontiac and Adolphus sat side by side on a granite ledge. The wind carried their howls—a duet that echoed through the valleys. It was a love song, primal and unyielding. From that moment, they were more than mates; they were soul companions, bound by the ancient pact of the wild.
### **The Lone Pup**
Their union bore fruit—a single pup named Orion. His fur bore the same silver-gray hue as Pontiac's, and his eyes held the same icy fire. Pontiac and Adolphus raised him with fierce devotion, teaching him the ways of the mountains. Orion would inherit their legacy—the untamed spirit of the Snowy Range.
### **Legacy Among the Peaks**
And so, Pontiac's story continues—a saga of moonlit hunts, snow-laden paws, and the enduring love between two wolves. She is the guardian of forgotten trails, the mistress of solitude, and the heartbeat of the mountains. When the wind howls through the pines, it carries her name—a whispered promise that the wild will endure.
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*And there you have it—the tale of Pontiac, the mountain huntress, and her steadfast mate, Adolphus. May their howls forever echo among the peaks.*
Birth Stats | ||
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Strength | Speed | Agility |
Unknown | Unknown | Unknown |
Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
Unknown | Unknown | Unknown |
Birth Information | |
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Moon | Unknown |
Season | Unknown |
Biome | Unknown |
Decorations and Background |
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Background
None equippedDecorations
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None equipped!
Below
None equipped!
Currently
Pupsitter
Proficiency | |
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Hunting: Stalking | |
Hunting: Chasing | |
Hunting: Finishing | |
Scouting | |
Herbalism | |
Pupsitting |
Statistic | Count |
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Total Number of Scouts | 0 |
Total Number of Hunts | 0 |
Successful Hunts | 0 |
Total Number of Lessons Taught | 2 |
Pupsitting Information | |
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Pupsitting Proficiency |
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Total Protection | 70% |
In current pack for 34 rollovers
Wolf created on 2024-08-31 14:57:11