ID #6425893
This wolf is currently on a breeding cool down. She will be able to fall pregnant again in 9 rollovers!
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 | |
|---|---|
| Age | 1 year 6 months (Adult) |
| Sex | Female |
| Energy |
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| Hunger |
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| HP |
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| Personality | Sarcastic |
| Breeding Information | |
|---|---|
| Age in Rollovers | 36 |
| Pups Bred | 2 pups bred |
| Last Bred | 2022-12-24 07:58:45 |
| Fertility | Average |
| Heat Cycle | On Cooldown |
| Items Applied | None! |
| Looks | |
|---|---|
| Base | Glaucous (3%) |
| Base Genetics | Cool Light I |
| Eyes | Yellow |
| Skin | Bistre |
| Nose | Black |
| Claws | Bone |
| Mutation | None |
| Secondary Mutation | None |
| Carrier Status | Unknown |
| Variant | Default |
| Markings
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|---|---|
| Slot 1 | Beige Elbows (90% : T0) |
| Slot 2 | Gray Half Mask (90% : T0) |
| Slot 3 | White Underfur (80% : T0) |
| Slot 4 | None |
| Slot 5 | None |
| Slot 6 | None |
| Slot 7 | None |
| Slot 8 | None |
| Slot 9 | None |
| Slot 10 | None |
Biography
First generation 
Lore of ✨Lena✨
As a cub in a litter of 4, Wistful Wonder (Lena) was always had the worst attitude. As she and her siblings grew older as the moons went on, her father (Winter Breathes) and Mother sought her out to be ungrateful and a pest to the pack with her sarcastic attitude and lack of respect she gives to her fellow pack mates and family. One day in a spring in the mountains, her older brother (Glacier moon) was picking on her as she was sun bathing on a rock, until she had reached her limits…she unfortunately swiped at her brother eye not realizing what she done. Once she stepped back she saw blood leak drop by drop from Glacier Moon face, the silence was deafening. She step towards her brother but before she could even get a word in she got pounced by her other sibling to the neck, she started to bleed and bleed, once she wearily got up there stood her father, mother, siblings, pack members, every single wolf looked down at her with disapproval and anger. She that day felt what it feels like to be an outcast, she was chased out the pack to never return.
It's been moons since she was chased off, due to her neck injury and being a lone wolf for the first time was already hard enough as it was for her. She struggled to get bare necessities such as food, water, and shelter. Each step she took lead her more and more down she descend downwards of the snowy mountains of what used to be her home, ending up in the grasslands. One early sun morning she was drinking at a waterhole a dirty waterhole. The clean one she had saw the night before belonged to a pack that did not like to share, but as she drank from the dirty ahh water, loud footsteps could be heard in the distance and a dash of human scent tingled her nose. The steps got louder and louder, Wistful Wonder lifted her head from the water licking the dripping water off her fluffy chin. As she was right about to leave a human, a very injured elderly human man stumbled among the grass to the waterhole then wearily sat down. Wistful Whisper stepped back a bit, examining the creature she's heard about them in stories her late grandmother told her as a pup but never encountered one, after hearing the heavy breaths from the old man she stepped closer and carefully and politely smack him on the head with her paw, his head was a smooth and hard surface with a couple grey strands of hair. The man looked disconnected to the world around him, he didn't even flinch or move in the slightest way, he looked blind maybe even deaf and very ugly. Wistful Whisper came closer to the man to sniff him and check for danger, he didn't seem like a threat to her, a small paper falls out his pocket and Wistful Whisper leaned down a bit to see what may the contents held, it read….well something ain't no wolf know how to read lol but it was old looking very crippled and wrinkled like kinda the old man. Suddenly the man spoke and it was a very low whisper "Awena….Awena…Awena, I'll be up there with you in the stars, my dear…" then the man fell back flat on the ground, unmoving. Wistful Whisper brought her snout over the old man body and well she ain't give a dam she saw this as a free meal, so ripped the clothes off and chewed the flesh of the deceased elder. After she finally was full, the moon was already rising, she went back to the dirty waterhole to rinse her muzzle of the blood. As she sat under the stars looking up with the half eaten carcass beside her, something about the old man words stuck with her, Wena? Awmin? Lena? Ah she couldn't fully remember but she was sure it was one of those names, she liked how Lena sounded and she did want to erase what left of her old home she had of her so a name change seemed perfect. She deemed that night Wistful Whisper would be reborn as ✨Lena✨
Lore of ✨Lena✨
It's been moons since she was chased off, due to her neck injury and being a lone wolf for the first time was already hard enough as it was for her. She struggled to get bare necessities such as food, water, and shelter. Each step she took lead her more and more down she descend downwards of the snowy mountains of what used to be her home, ending up in the grasslands. One early sun morning she was drinking at a waterhole a dirty waterhole. The clean one she had saw the night before belonged to a pack that did not like to share, but as she drank from the dirty ahh water, loud footsteps could be heard in the distance and a dash of human scent tingled her nose. The steps got louder and louder, Wistful Wonder lifted her head from the water licking the dripping water off her fluffy chin. As she was right about to leave a human, a very injured elderly human man stumbled among the grass to the waterhole then wearily sat down. Wistful Whisper stepped back a bit, examining the creature she's heard about them in stories her late grandmother told her as a pup but never encountered one, after hearing the heavy breaths from the old man she stepped closer and carefully and politely smack him on the head with her paw, his head was a smooth and hard surface with a couple grey strands of hair. The man looked disconnected to the world around him, he didn't even flinch or move in the slightest way, he looked blind maybe even deaf and very ugly. Wistful Whisper came closer to the man to sniff him and check for danger, he didn't seem like a threat to her, a small paper falls out his pocket and Wistful Whisper leaned down a bit to see what may the contents held, it read….well something ain't no wolf know how to read lol but it was old looking very crippled and wrinkled like kinda the old man. Suddenly the man spoke and it was a very low whisper "Awena….Awena…Awena, I'll be up there with you in the stars, my dear…" then the man fell back flat on the ground, unmoving. Wistful Whisper brought her snout over the old man body and well she ain't give a dam she saw this as a free meal, so ripped the clothes off and chewed the flesh of the deceased elder. After she finally was full, the moon was already rising, she went back to the dirty waterhole to rinse her muzzle of the blood. As she sat under the stars looking up with the half eaten carcass beside her, something about the old man words stuck with her, Wena? Awmin? Lena? Ah she couldn't fully remember but she was sure it was one of those names, she liked how Lena sounded and she did want to erase what left of her old home she had of her so a name change seemed perfect. She deemed that night Wistful Whisper would be reborn as ✨Lena✨
| Birth Stats | ||
|---|---|---|
| Strength | Speed | Agility |
| Unknown | Unknown | Unknown |
| Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
| Unknown | Unknown | Unknown |
| Birth Information | |
|---|---|
| Moon | Unknown |
| Season | Unknown |
| Biome | Unknown |
In current pack for 12 rollovers
Wolf created on 2022-12-23 21:38:42