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ID #2546574
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.
This wolf has not rolled over today and will not be able to be traded or gifted until its next rollover.
| Currents | |
|---|---|
| Sex | Male Chased |
| Personality | Impulsive |
| Breeding Information | |
|---|---|
| Pups Bred | 463 pups bred |
| Looks | |
|---|---|
| Base | Seal (0.18%) |
| Base Genetics | Muted Dark III |
| Eyes | Saeculorum |
| Skin | Pale |
| Nose | Pale |
| Claws | Black |
| Mutation | None |
| Secondary Mutation | None |
| Carrier Status | View Report |
| Variant | Default |
| Markings
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|---|---|
| Slot 1 | Cream Inuit Unders (39% : T7) |
| Slot 2 | Black Inuit Unders (100% : T7) |
| Slot 3 | Zircon Undersides (50% : T6) |
| Slot 4 | Cream Tamaskan Unders (10% : T7) |
| Slot 5 | Luna Inverted Cross (3% : T3) |
| Slot 6 | Beige Inuit Unders (1% : T7) |
| Slot 7 | Yellow Inuit Unders (20% : T7) |
| Slot 8 | Beige Inuit Unders (1% : T7) |
| Slot 9 | Brown Inuit Unders (1% : T7) |
| Slot 10 | Gray Tamaskan Unders (15% : T7) |
Biography
Eskender Diri bumps into you with an excited smile and you notice something loosely wrapped in leaves and dried grass in their mouth. They nearly dance in place with excitement at seeing your reaction.
+1 to Relationship
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The long-furred being looks to you with their tired indigo eyes. A weary smile forms on their abnormally strong fuzzed jaw, fangs glinting, lengthy whiskers shifting.
In that moment, they look so eerily uncanine. Woefully out of place, for they'd followed the Pirate and made their new home here.
Though with the way their muscles tense, perhaps they're itching to go elsewhere. There's some sand along their gold-taloned paws- if you'd ask, they'd wistfully chat about their time exploring the Desert.
They sigh, their lengthy neck stretching." So. Come by for a drink? Something to eat?"
There's a surprising amount of warmth in their tone, despite speaking to a stranger. The warmth soon extends to their smile, as if speaking to an old friend. It does not meet their eyes.
They'd been born in Summer. It seems as if they held onto that warmth. The gold-painted claws, the welcoming voice, the insulation of their fur.
They were raised by their Mothers.
Ivone, a near copy of themselves, but stoic and scarred. Lulana, a painted-dog, skilled and crafty.
A happy trio until.
A pair of beasts. Crushing, stomping: Destroying their gardens. Their crafts. The bones of the innocent.
And the little cub ran.
And in the interconnected world, golden plains and seal-scattered shores eventually gave way to woodland, plains, and cold. The only familiarity being sea and mountain.
Everything was alien. Except- there were some plants. There were some creatures.
There were the wolves. Canines were familiar: dog, fox, jackal.
Now that they were safe... They could return to their practice and create drinks.
As a Yearling they'd try to befriend many within their new home. Most would die within the next year. Conquered with fire and blood. They'd find themselves agonized by terror.
Yet in this safe haven, the faraway stretch of woods, they'd find the scout. They'd not known each other too well- once through a disaster, once more through talk of crafting- but she was reliable.
Enough to have hope they could survive... So far from home and everything they loved.
Your chosen wolf blinks in confusion as something chilling happens to its eyes. Go and see Esk (#2546574)!
Lore offspring, born from travelers and prayer:
Hayili: https://www.wolvden.com/wolf/2775497
Seble: https://www.wolvden.com/wolf/2775490
Odros: https://www.wolvden.com/wolf/2890327
Arid: https://www.wolvden.com/wolf/2852263
Āleti: https://www.wolvden.com/wolf/2934728
Found in Tundra. Starting stats: 231
Esk: G1/NBW Saeculorum Seal Stud https://www.wolvden.com/wolf/2546574 Full 10 RMA/BO Markings: Zircon, Luna, 6 Inuit, 2 Tam. 3gc/300sc | 700+ stats!
Note: I am using ☕ to denote their in-character children!
--
Refunded breedings to:
#33308
+1 to Relationship
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The long-furred being looks to you with their tired indigo eyes. A weary smile forms on their abnormally strong fuzzed jaw, fangs glinting, lengthy whiskers shifting.
In that moment, they look so eerily uncanine. Woefully out of place, for they'd followed the Pirate and made their new home here.
Though with the way their muscles tense, perhaps they're itching to go elsewhere. There's some sand along their gold-taloned paws- if you'd ask, they'd wistfully chat about their time exploring the Desert.
They sigh, their lengthy neck stretching." So. Come by for a drink? Something to eat?"
There's a surprising amount of warmth in their tone, despite speaking to a stranger. The warmth soon extends to their smile, as if speaking to an old friend. It does not meet their eyes.
They'd been born in Summer. It seems as if they held onto that warmth. The gold-painted claws, the welcoming voice, the insulation of their fur.
They were raised by their Mothers.
Ivone, a near copy of themselves, but stoic and scarred. Lulana, a painted-dog, skilled and crafty.
A happy trio until.
A pair of beasts. Crushing, stomping: Destroying their gardens. Their crafts. The bones of the innocent.
And the little cub ran.
And in the interconnected world, golden plains and seal-scattered shores eventually gave way to woodland, plains, and cold. The only familiarity being sea and mountain.
Everything was alien. Except- there were some plants. There were some creatures.
There were the wolves. Canines were familiar: dog, fox, jackal.
Now that they were safe... They could return to their practice and create drinks.
As a Yearling they'd try to befriend many within their new home. Most would die within the next year. Conquered with fire and blood. They'd find themselves agonized by terror.
Yet in this safe haven, the faraway stretch of woods, they'd find the scout. They'd not known each other too well- once through a disaster, once more through talk of crafting- but she was reliable.
Enough to have hope they could survive... So far from home and everything they loved.
Your chosen wolf blinks in confusion as something chilling happens to its eyes. Go and see Esk (#2546574)!
Lore offspring, born from travelers and prayer:
Hayili: https://www.wolvden.com/wolf/2775497
Seble: https://www.wolvden.com/wolf/2775490
Odros: https://www.wolvden.com/wolf/2890327
Arid: https://www.wolvden.com/wolf/2852263
Āleti: https://www.wolvden.com/wolf/2934728
Found in Tundra. Starting stats: 231
Esk: G1/NBW Saeculorum Seal Stud https://www.wolvden.com/wolf/2546574 Full 10 RMA/BO Markings: Zircon, Luna, 6 Inuit, 2 Tam. 3gc/300sc | 700+ stats!
Note: I am using ☕ to denote their in-character children!
--
Refunded breedings to:
#33308
| Birth Stats | ||
|---|---|---|
| Strength | Speed | Agility |
| Unknown | Unknown | Unknown |
| Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
| Unknown | Unknown | Unknown |
| Birth Information | |
|---|---|
| Moon | Unknown |
| Season | Unknown |
| Biome | Unknown |
| Decorations and Background |
|---|
Background
Cleeves Cove Cave2 uses left
Decorations
Above
Eyeliner8 uses left
Maximum Floof [Black]8 uses left
Mane Bun (Light)8 uses left
Scar: Foot3 uses left
Scar: Scratched Thigh [Left]3 uses left
Anhedonia8 uses left
Eyes: Slit Pupils8 uses left
Stylish Wig (Black)8 uses left
Long Fangs8 uses left
"Extra Long" Whiskers8 uses left
Anklet: Green beads6 uses left
Below
None equipped!
In current pack for 489 rollovers
Wolf created on 2021-06-04 05:32:01