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.
Phoebe glared down at the barely breathing pup. "I don't want this, demon creature!" she growled. Hera looked sadly at Phoebe and the pup.
"You don't have to keep her, we can give her to Lillemor to take care of." Hera offered sympathetically.
"No one would want to adopt this thing, we should just kill it!"
"No," Hera scowled. "I will not let you kill this pup because she is different than your other pups. I will take her to the trading center instead and allow her to be adopted out by another pack who wants her." Hera scooped up the weak pup carefully and walked towards the nursery entrance.
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Hera trotted with the pup into the trading center and set her down. The wolves working there took her and walked towards the "Mutations" section.
"You might just want to kill this one off." Hera's eyes drifted down to the pup and she scowled at its sight. The wolves working took the pup from her and said nothing.
"Is she already immortal?"
"No," Hers growled. "I would never waste my precious GC on an ugly creature like that."
Hera spun around and trotted away before the annoying worker could ask anymore questions.
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Recluse walked into the trading center. She padded around, carefully studying each of the deals and other things being sold when she noticed the little pug-faced pup squirming. The pup already had an immortal logo on her paw pad.
"How much for the jet brachy over here?" Recluse called.
"Its original pack wants 2000 silver cones or 10 gold cones for it." The worker replied back, only glancing up to see which pup she was talking about.
"Sold." Recluse smiled, sliding 2000 silver cones towards the wolf with one paw. She scooped up the pitiful creature and started making her way home.