This wolf is immortal! It will never age or die. It cannot be bred or used in roles, or retired into. This wolf has not rolled over today and will not be able to be traded or gifted until its next rollover.
You pad into the far side of Willow run, and from the wreckage of an old decaying house, you hear wheezing whimpers.
You rush into the musty area, tracking the puppy with its sweet scent, only to find a shadowy pup, its face contorted inward. You had to admit… it was a little creepy.
But who would abandon a pup?!? Let alone one so helpless. You step outside and bellow a howl for your pack to help, but as soon as you turn back, the puppy is gone, reduced to a fading shadow.