ID #11246359
Currents | |
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Age | 0 years 10 months (Adolescent) |
Sex | Male |
Energy |
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Mood |
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Hunger |
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HP |
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Personality | Imaginative |
Breeding Information | |
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Age in Rollovers | 20 |
Pups Bred | 0 pups bred |
Last Bred | Never |
Fertility | N/A |
Heat Cycle | N/A |
Items Applied | None! |
Looks | |
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Base | Ducat (0.19%) |
Base Genetics | Warm Light II |
Eyes | White |
Skin | Black |
Nose | Lusxnei |
Claws | Dark |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | None |
Carrier Status | Unknown |
Variant | Default |
Markings
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Slot 1 | None |
Slot 2 | None |
Slot 3 | Black Butcher (65% : T1) |
Slot 4 | Black Dilution (43% : T0) |
Slot 5 | Doubloon Tamaskan Unders (44% : T6) |
Slot 6 | Red Dilution (39% : T0) |
Slot 7 | Black Merle Patches (34% : T2) |
Slot 8 | None |
Slot 9 | Storm Lupos (24% : T3) |
Slot 10 | None |
Biography
Karakum learned being the fastest isn't always the only necessary factor of success. Bill explained basic methods of fooling a potential prey or a pursuer.
Karakum (chaser)'s skill definitely showed much improvement after the lesson today. Rook (chaser) didn't hear anything and let out a surprised bark when Karakum (chaser) jumped at him after sneaking up behind him.
Throughout his short puppy life, Karakum had always been doted on by his family. His parents, his elder siblings, they were all very happy to have him in their lives. His family was full of love and joy and laughter.
~*
Pronghorn pranced about in front of the little pup, a fond but mischievous smile on the yearling's muzzle. His yellow tail swished behind him gracefully, his long legs and sharp pale eyes (euvnisk writing widmrmixs)
"Well, Kara? You think you could beat me in a race, do you?" He taunted, both ignorant to and uncaring of the way their other siblings roll their eyes behind him.
With a determined nod, Karakum yipped, "Yeah! Of course I can! When I'm old like you, I'm gonna be so fast!"
Pronghorn threw his head back, laughing. "Old like me, eh? Little Kara, how old am I?" He asked, stepping towards his younger brother and leaning his nose down to nudge the puppy's face.
Karakum gave a playful growl and nipped at his older brother's nose, eliciting a gasp of mock-offense from the older wolf. "You're as old as the sun!" Karakum barked, giggling.
From around the brothers, laughter sounded from their other siblings. Their father, Bill, a yellow-and-black wolfdog growing gray around the muzzle,
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Xerocole gently put Karakum down on a patch of partially dry mud only a few tail-lengths away from the river. The other puppies were here, too, and some of the younger adolescents. All of Xerocole's littermates were also there, both to hang out with their littlest brother and to protect the young wolves if anything were to happen.
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"Karakum tried using his tongue to recognize the herb by taste, but Xerocole rushed to lecture the class about toxic plants. Better safe than sorry!"
Karakum (chaser)'s skill definitely showed much improvement after the lesson today. Rook (chaser) didn't hear anything and let out a surprised bark when Karakum (chaser) jumped at him after sneaking up behind him.
Throughout his short puppy life, Karakum had always been doted on by his family. His parents, his elder siblings, they were all very happy to have him in their lives. His family was full of love and joy and laughter.
~*
Pronghorn pranced about in front of the little pup, a fond but mischievous smile on the yearling's muzzle. His yellow tail swished behind him gracefully, his long legs and sharp pale eyes (euvnisk writing widmrmixs)
"Well, Kara? You think you could beat me in a race, do you?" He taunted, both ignorant to and uncaring of the way their other siblings roll their eyes behind him.
With a determined nod, Karakum yipped, "Yeah! Of course I can! When I'm old like you, I'm gonna be so fast!"
Pronghorn threw his head back, laughing. "Old like me, eh? Little Kara, how old am I?" He asked, stepping towards his younger brother and leaning his nose down to nudge the puppy's face.
Karakum gave a playful growl and nipped at his older brother's nose, eliciting a gasp of mock-offense from the older wolf. "You're as old as the sun!" Karakum barked, giggling.
From around the brothers, laughter sounded from their other siblings. Their father, Bill, a yellow-and-black wolfdog growing gray around the muzzle,
~
Xerocole gently put Karakum down on a patch of partially dry mud only a few tail-lengths away from the river. The other puppies were here, too, and some of the younger adolescents. All of Xerocole's littermates were also there, both to hang out with their littlest brother and to protect the young wolves if anything were to happen.
~
"Karakum tried using his tongue to recognize the herb by taste, but Xerocole rushed to lecture the class about toxic plants. Better safe than sorry!"
Birth Stats | ||
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Strength | Speed | Agility |
54 | 69 | 68 |
Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
55 | 69 | 315 |
Birth Information | |
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Moon | Waxing Crescent Moon |
Season | Summer |
Biome | Mountains |
Decorations and Background |
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Puppy Training
Below shows a chart of all stat lessons Karakum (chaser) ☆ has completed.
Lesson Length | STR | SPD | AGI | WIS | SMR |
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1 hour | |||||
2 hours | |||||
3 hours | |||||
Bonus | |||||
Total | +0 | +25 | +23 | +0 | +0 |
Lessons Completed
Chasing & Escaping
Bird Watching
Hiding
Hunting Basics
Stalking
Beginner Foraging
Chasing & Escaping
Bird Watching
Hiding
Hunting Basics
Stalking
Beginner Foraging
Currently
Apprentice
Proficiency | |
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Hunting: Stalking | |
Hunting: Chasing | |
Hunting: Finishing | |
Scouting | |
Herbalism | |
Pupsitting |
Statistic | Count |
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Trained Today? | Yes |
Total Number of Scouts | 0 |
Total Number of Hunts | 9 |
Successful Hunts | 4 |
Total Number of Lessons Taught | 0 |
In current pack for 21 rollovers
Wolf created on 2024-10-26 11:39:21