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.
Eirene was a very weak wolf. Born as the runt of her litter, she was very sickly and never got to go into any roles within her pack. The leader at the time, Cassiopeia, pitied the child. Cassiopeia took Eirene to a winter clearing, and prepared a ceremony for her. Cassiopeia was quite sickly, and thought of a way to protect her dearest follower. Eirene was placed in a circle of flowers. Cassiopeia prepared a crow feather, which was placed on Eirene's head, and recited an ancient incantation.
"O Greater Lord Ahnamyrr, take this child of evernight, show them your benevolent light! Under this moon I offer a trade, of a life. I send you a child in need, and plead for her blessing! O Greater Lord, take this child of the night, and protect her in exchange for my life."
The loud silence of the forest was cut by the howling winds, as flowers as bright as the moon sprang to life. Cassiopeia staggered back, as Eirene closed her eyes. The pack's leader caught one last glimpse of Eirene-- and her gentle smile as she took her last breath in exchange for Eirene's.