ID #7410832
This wolf has not rolled over today and will not be able to be traded or gifted until its next rollover.
Currents | |
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Age | 6 years 2½ months (Adult) |
Sex | Female |
Energy |
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Hunger |
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HP |
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Personality | Adventurous |
Breeding Information | |
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Age in Rollovers | 149 |
Pups Bred | 3 pups bred |
Last Bred | 2023-08-26 15:19:45 |
Fertility | High |
Heat Cycle | Heat in 7 rollovers |
Items Applied | None! |
Pair Bond |
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Looks | |
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Base | Skarn (1.43%) |
Base Genetics | Cool Dark I |
Eyes | Lux |
Skin | Black |
Nose | Rouge |
Claws | Black |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | Albinism |
Carrier Status | View Report |
Variant | Default |
Markings
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Slot 1 | None |
Slot 2 | None |
Slot 3 | None |
Slot 4 | Hydrangea Smudge Heavy (20% : T3) |
Slot 5 | None |
Slot 6 | None |
Slot 7 | None |
Slot 8 | Dark Brown Wings (64% : T2) |
Slot 9 | None |
Slot 10 | None |
Biography
Gave Friendly Personality Randomiser to Arctic◇ (#7410832) and changed her personality from Sneaky to Adventurous.
Her sister is romantic personality so the two of them would fight
Mom & Dad
Lore
Under the summer moon two wolves of pure white were born to the pack. Yuki and Arctic, twins but not quite. Yuki charmed all who laid eyes on her while Arctic was shy and preferred to hide in their mothers fur. Although they were sisters, they would constantly fight. Their mother had to drag Arctic away harshly before they injured each other.
From a young age, Arctic had always felt overshadowed by Yuki. Yuki possessed a natural grace and charm that captivated the attention of their pack and their mother. It seemed that everything Yuki did came effortlessly, while Arctic struggled to find her place in the pack.
Their mother, Sirah the swift and gentle she-wolf, returned to the den one day with a gift in her jaws.
It was a small, shimmering heart bracelet, gifted from their leader. The sisters' eyes gleamed with anticipation as their mother approached them.
"My dear daughters," their mother spoke, her voice filled with love. "When the day comes I will be gone, my trinkets will pass down to you." She leans down to them to nuzzle them, "This bracelet symbolizes the strength we bring to the pack. Take turns wearing it, for it will guide you on your journey and remind you that our leader is here for us but also we are here for her too."
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Arctic, though equally capable, felt overshadowed and overlooked. Resentment grew within her as she watched Yuki's group bring home bigger and better fresh kills. Their blood bond between the sisters began to fray. Yuki grew stronger than Arctic. Even when starting the same day she couldn't even keep up with her. When Dawn bestowed their mothers gifts after her passing Yuki got all of it. ALL OF IT Arctics face neutral as those items were handed to them...
As Yuki wore her mothers trinkets, Arctic felt a surge of determination and carefully concealed spite. She became determined to outshine her sister and prove that she was just as capable, if not more so.
Resentment grew within her, poisoning her heart and clouding her judgment. "I will go hunt alone" I say to nobody but the moon as my witness. "When my pack sleeps I will rise and gather prey."
Arctic slipped out of the makeshift camp, they had just settled down in the Riparian woodlands, she gathered prey as she found it until she stumbled upon a clearing. In the center stood a magnificent snow owl, its feathers shimmering like moonlit snow. The owl's eyes, wise and piercing, locked onto hers, its gaze filled with an ancient knowledge.
Not typical for eating but non the less impressive to catch Arctic lunged at the owl, hoping to secure yet another trophy she can show off. But the owl, with a swift movement, evaded her attack and took flight. Arctics's frustration grew, fueling her determination to catch the elusive creature.
As Arctic leaped towards the owl once again, a sudden burst of magical energy enveloped her. The owl's eyes glowed with an intense light as it let out a haunting screech. Arctic felt a surge of pain shoot through her body, and the forest seemed to spin around her. When the enchantment subsided, she found herself transformed. Her once majestic white fur had grew feathers long and white, and her agile limbs had grown scales and sharp talons. Panic set in as she realized a curse had befallen her.
The owl's voice echoed through the forest, carrying a haunting warning. "She-wolf, your bitter heart has consumed you, blinding you to the balance of the world. Until the day you die, this curse shall remain upon you."
Arctic's heart sank as she understood the gravity of what had happened. Inspecting herself by the river she saw her appearance changed. "I can't go back like this?" Fidgeting with what to do, it was unlikely to be able to find that cursed owl again and wandering around when the bears were waking up was also a terrible idea. With no choice left Arctic made her way back to her wolf pack, her altered physique stood out among the other wolves, drawing curious and cautious gazes.
Cider, the chosen Adjwen, observed Arctic's return with a mix of surprise and concern. As Arctic approached him, she lowered her head, displaying respect and submission. Her eyes met Cider's, filled with a mixture of shame and hope. "... Wait there." He turned back into the camp, several more wolves peered out at the her as if she were a stranger.
Dawn stood at the camp entrance, after a moment to study Arctics's transformed appearance. She saw beyond her physical changes, recognizing her as Sirah's pup. Slowly, she approached her, Dawn's calm demeanor radiating a sense of understanding. "Arctic," Dawn spoke, her voice gentle yet firm. "I see the mark of a curse upon you, you went out to explore on your own which is only a leaders job to do. Why?"
Arctic's voice trembled with sincerity as she spoke from the depths of her soul. "𝕷idè Dawn, I allowed my anger and arrogance to blind me to venture and loot our sacred forest. I chased after power without considering the consequences, causing harm and disrupting the harmony. But through the curse placed upon me, I see I was wrong to act on my own. I seek forgiveness and the opportunity to prove myself worthy of being a member of this pack once more."
Dawn's eyes softened as she listened to Arrctic's words, recognizing the transformation within her. She understood that true growth came from acknowledging one's mistakes and working towards redemption. "Arctic," Dawn spoke, her voice carrying a blend of wisdom and acceptance. "We are all bound to make mistakes in our journey through life. But I am so glad we did not loose you. I am sorry I failed to notice your plight. You are welcome back into our pack, it takes all of us supporting each other that we truly thrive in this world."
A wave of relief washed over Arctic, her heart swelling with gratitude for Dawn's forgiveness and the pack's acceptance. The other wolves, witnessing this exchange, gather around Arctic, offering nods of respect and reassurance.
Her sister is romantic personality so the two of them would fight
Mom & Dad
Lore
Under the summer moon two wolves of pure white were born to the pack. Yuki and Arctic, twins but not quite. Yuki charmed all who laid eyes on her while Arctic was shy and preferred to hide in their mothers fur. Although they were sisters, they would constantly fight. Their mother had to drag Arctic away harshly before they injured each other.
From a young age, Arctic had always felt overshadowed by Yuki. Yuki possessed a natural grace and charm that captivated the attention of their pack and their mother. It seemed that everything Yuki did came effortlessly, while Arctic struggled to find her place in the pack.
Their mother, Sirah the swift and gentle she-wolf, returned to the den one day with a gift in her jaws.
It was a small, shimmering heart bracelet, gifted from their leader. The sisters' eyes gleamed with anticipation as their mother approached them.
"My dear daughters," their mother spoke, her voice filled with love. "When the day comes I will be gone, my trinkets will pass down to you." She leans down to them to nuzzle them, "This bracelet symbolizes the strength we bring to the pack. Take turns wearing it, for it will guide you on your journey and remind you that our leader is here for us but also we are here for her too."
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Arctic, though equally capable, felt overshadowed and overlooked. Resentment grew within her as she watched Yuki's group bring home bigger and better fresh kills. Their blood bond between the sisters began to fray. Yuki grew stronger than Arctic. Even when starting the same day she couldn't even keep up with her. When Dawn bestowed their mothers gifts after her passing Yuki got all of it. ALL OF IT Arctics face neutral as those items were handed to them...
As Yuki wore her mothers trinkets, Arctic felt a surge of determination and carefully concealed spite. She became determined to outshine her sister and prove that she was just as capable, if not more so.
Resentment grew within her, poisoning her heart and clouding her judgment. "I will go hunt alone" I say to nobody but the moon as my witness. "When my pack sleeps I will rise and gather prey."
Arctic slipped out of the makeshift camp, they had just settled down in the Riparian woodlands, she gathered prey as she found it until she stumbled upon a clearing. In the center stood a magnificent snow owl, its feathers shimmering like moonlit snow. The owl's eyes, wise and piercing, locked onto hers, its gaze filled with an ancient knowledge.
Not typical for eating but non the less impressive to catch Arctic lunged at the owl, hoping to secure yet another trophy she can show off. But the owl, with a swift movement, evaded her attack and took flight. Arctics's frustration grew, fueling her determination to catch the elusive creature.
As Arctic leaped towards the owl once again, a sudden burst of magical energy enveloped her. The owl's eyes glowed with an intense light as it let out a haunting screech. Arctic felt a surge of pain shoot through her body, and the forest seemed to spin around her. When the enchantment subsided, she found herself transformed. Her once majestic white fur had grew feathers long and white, and her agile limbs had grown scales and sharp talons. Panic set in as she realized a curse had befallen her.
The owl's voice echoed through the forest, carrying a haunting warning. "She-wolf, your bitter heart has consumed you, blinding you to the balance of the world. Until the day you die, this curse shall remain upon you."
Arctic's heart sank as she understood the gravity of what had happened. Inspecting herself by the river she saw her appearance changed. "I can't go back like this?" Fidgeting with what to do, it was unlikely to be able to find that cursed owl again and wandering around when the bears were waking up was also a terrible idea. With no choice left Arctic made her way back to her wolf pack, her altered physique stood out among the other wolves, drawing curious and cautious gazes.
Cider, the chosen Adjwen, observed Arctic's return with a mix of surprise and concern. As Arctic approached him, she lowered her head, displaying respect and submission. Her eyes met Cider's, filled with a mixture of shame and hope. "... Wait there." He turned back into the camp, several more wolves peered out at the her as if she were a stranger.
Dawn stood at the camp entrance, after a moment to study Arctics's transformed appearance. She saw beyond her physical changes, recognizing her as Sirah's pup. Slowly, she approached her, Dawn's calm demeanor radiating a sense of understanding. "Arctic," Dawn spoke, her voice gentle yet firm. "I see the mark of a curse upon you, you went out to explore on your own which is only a leaders job to do. Why?"
Arctic's voice trembled with sincerity as she spoke from the depths of her soul. "𝕷idè Dawn, I allowed my anger and arrogance to blind me to venture and loot our sacred forest. I chased after power without considering the consequences, causing harm and disrupting the harmony. But through the curse placed upon me, I see I was wrong to act on my own. I seek forgiveness and the opportunity to prove myself worthy of being a member of this pack once more."
Dawn's eyes softened as she listened to Arrctic's words, recognizing the transformation within her. She understood that true growth came from acknowledging one's mistakes and working towards redemption. "Arctic," Dawn spoke, her voice carrying a blend of wisdom and acceptance. "We are all bound to make mistakes in our journey through life. But I am so glad we did not loose you. I am sorry I failed to notice your plight. You are welcome back into our pack, it takes all of us supporting each other that we truly thrive in this world."
A wave of relief washed over Arctic, her heart swelling with gratitude for Dawn's forgiveness and the pack's acceptance. The other wolves, witnessing this exchange, gather around Arctic, offering nods of respect and reassurance.
Birth Stats | ||
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Strength | Speed | Agility |
77 | 141 | 144 |
Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
59 | 61 | 482 |
Birth Information | |
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Moon | First Quarter Moon |
Season | Summer |
Biome | Swamp |
Decorations and Background |
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Currently
Hunter
Proficiency | |
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Hunting: Stalking | |
Hunting: Chasing | |
Hunting: Finishing | |
Scouting | |
Herbalism | |
Pupsitting |
Statistic | Count |
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Total Number of Scouts | 0 |
Total Number of Hunts | 1229 |
Successful Hunts | 782 |
Total Number of Lessons Taught | 0 |
In current pack for 149 rollovers
Wolf created on 2023-04-26 06:57:19