ID #12073105
This wolf has not rolled over today and will not be able to be traded or gifted until its next rollover.
| Currents | |
|---|---|
| Age | 1 year 2½ 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 | Adventurous |
| Breeding Information | |
|---|---|
| Age in Rollovers | 29 |
| Pups Bred | 0 pups bred |
| Last Bred | Never |
| Fertility | Good |
| Heat Cycle | Heat in 7 rollovers |
| Items Applied | None! |
| Pair Bond |
None
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| Looks | |
|---|---|
| Base | Caramel (2.42%) |
| Base Genetics | Muted Dark I |
| Eyes | Storm |
| Skin | Black |
| Nose | Conflux |
| Claws | Lusxnei |
| Mutation | None |
| Secondary Mutation | None |
| Carrier Status | Unknown |
| Variant | Default |
| Markings
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|---|---|
| Slot 1 | Cynthia Cross (33% : T3) |
| Slot 2 | None |
| Slot 3 | Kin Ornate Blotches (39% : T3) |
| Slot 4 | None |
| Slot 5 | None |
| Slot 6 | None |
| Slot 7 | Dark Brown Neck Band (62% : T0) |
| Slot 8 | Umbra Ornate Blotches (8% : T3) |
| Slot 9 | Aspen Inverted Cross (18% : T1) |
| Slot 10 | None |
Biography
On Fevbruaty 9 2025 Ava came to be a member of the SeaCoastal Pack
The crisp scent of pine and earth filled the air as Ava raced through the clearing, her small paws barely making a sound against the frost-kissed grass. The other pups yipped and tumbled around her, their playful growls echoing beneath the towering trees. But Ava, with her soft gray fur and watchful golden eyes, soon drifted away from the chaos, seeking the quiet comfort of her usual resting place—a mossy patch beneath the twisted roots of an ancient oak.
She curled into a tight ball, her ears flicking as the cold wind whispered through the trees. The scent of another wolf drifted into the clearing, carried on the breeze—strong, steady, unfamiliar yet commanding. Akira had arrived.
The older wolf moved through the pack with quiet authority, her silver-tipped fur glinting beneath the slanted afternoon sun. She was here to choose. The pups bounded toward her, eager tails wagging, noses nudging her legs in hopeful excitement. But Ava remained where she was, tucking her nose beneath her tail. She had no reason to hope. She was smaller than the others, quieter, easily lost in the sea of playful energy. She had learned long ago that wolves like her were rarely chosen.
Her eyelids grew heavy. Maybe if she just slept, she wouldn't feel the sting of being left behind again.
Then, a shift in the air. A shadow loomed over her, warm and steady. The scent of pine and something unmistakably wild filled her senses.
Ava's eyes blinked open, and she found herself staring into Akira's deep amber gaze. It wasn't a gaze of pity, nor indifference—it was one of choice. Of recognition.
"This one," Akira murmured, her voice as steady as the mountain winds. "I'll take her."
Ava's heart stuttered. For a moment, she remained still, barely daring to believe it. Then, as warmth spread through her chest, she rose to her paws, ears perked high, tail twitching with cautious excitement.
Akira turned, stepping toward the vast, untamed wilderness beyond the clearing, and without hesitation, Ava followed.
She wasn't just another pup anymore. She had been chosen. She had a home.
She had a future.
The crisp scent of pine and earth filled the air as Ava raced through the clearing, her small paws barely making a sound against the frost-kissed grass. The other pups yipped and tumbled around her, their playful growls echoing beneath the towering trees. But Ava, with her soft gray fur and watchful golden eyes, soon drifted away from the chaos, seeking the quiet comfort of her usual resting place—a mossy patch beneath the twisted roots of an ancient oak.
She curled into a tight ball, her ears flicking as the cold wind whispered through the trees. The scent of another wolf drifted into the clearing, carried on the breeze—strong, steady, unfamiliar yet commanding. Akira had arrived.
The older wolf moved through the pack with quiet authority, her silver-tipped fur glinting beneath the slanted afternoon sun. She was here to choose. The pups bounded toward her, eager tails wagging, noses nudging her legs in hopeful excitement. But Ava remained where she was, tucking her nose beneath her tail. She had no reason to hope. She was smaller than the others, quieter, easily lost in the sea of playful energy. She had learned long ago that wolves like her were rarely chosen.
Her eyelids grew heavy. Maybe if she just slept, she wouldn't feel the sting of being left behind again.
Then, a shift in the air. A shadow loomed over her, warm and steady. The scent of pine and something unmistakably wild filled her senses.
Ava's eyes blinked open, and she found herself staring into Akira's deep amber gaze. It wasn't a gaze of pity, nor indifference—it was one of choice. Of recognition.
"This one," Akira murmured, her voice as steady as the mountain winds. "I'll take her."
Ava's heart stuttered. For a moment, she remained still, barely daring to believe it. Then, as warmth spread through her chest, she rose to her paws, ears perked high, tail twitching with cautious excitement.
Akira turned, stepping toward the vast, untamed wilderness beyond the clearing, and without hesitation, Ava followed.
She wasn't just another pup anymore. She had been chosen. She had a home.
She had a future.
| Birth Stats | ||
|---|---|---|
| Strength | Speed | Agility |
| 135 | 130 | 123 |
| Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
| 124 | 119 | 631 |
| Birth Information | |
|---|---|
| Moon |  New Moon |
| Season |  Summer |
| Biome | Prairie |
In current pack for 23 rollovers
Wolf created on 2025-01-30 16:51:44