ID #7508521
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 | 3 years 1 month (Adult) |
Sex | Female |
Energy |
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Mood |
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Hunger |
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HP |
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Personality | Capable |
Breeding Information | |
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Age in Rollovers | 74 |
Pups Bred | 8 pups bred |
Last Bred | 2023-08-25 20:43:09 |
Fertility | Average |
Heat Cycle | In heat for 1 rollover |
Items Applied | None! |
Pair Bond |
Looks | |
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Base | Diana (0.06%) |
Base Genetics | Special Light * |
Eyes | Electric White |
Skin | Black |
Nose | Moonbow |
Claws | Brown |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | None |
Carrier Status | Unknown |
Variant | Default |
Markings
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Slot 1 | None |
Slot 2 | Storm Heavy Husky (56% : T3) |
Slot 3 | Turquoise Smoke (58% : T3) |
Slot 4 | Artemis Sallander (63% : T3) |
Slot 5 | None |
Slot 6 | Selene Lupos (41% : T3) |
Slot 7 | None |
Slot 8 | Hydrangea Ghast (100% : T3) |
Slot 9 | Luna Inverted Cross (54% : T3) |
Slot 10 | Losna Shepherd Heavy (93% : T3) |
Biography
Name meaning- 'spark'
She doesn't remember much of her life before joining the Sol pack, only bits and pieces. She remembers the smell of rain and ozone, and a short burst of power that made her paw tingle and her fur stand on end. She remembers voices exclaiming, "what are we going to do with it?! it's too dangerous!"
She remembers being pulled away from her mother, being told that she couldn't stay, that her "sparks" were too dangerous. That she was dangerous. She was told there were others "like her,"
Her early days in the Sol pack were a blur, but she remembers always feeling like she was being watched. As the days passed she realized she was being watched, the big gray-green guy with yellow eyes was always keeping an eye on her. All the other pups avoided him unless absolutely necessary, they said he was scary.
She thought he was silly.
As the days passed his distant stare got closer and closer, until eventually he was always standing over her; like the tall maple trees that reached up into the forever-sky. He wasn't like the other adults, he rarely smiled, and always had a certain energy; the same energy she felt within herself.
Over the weeks she found herself around Artyom more and more, he'd take her out patrolling, hunting, or even by the lake to bask in the sun. She finds herself turning to him during meal and bedtime, curling up to him to sleep.
She felt safe with him; cared for and acknowledged in ways she never felt with her birth-pack. She's happy to call him 'dad'.
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She flops against Artyom, her pregnant belly having slowed her down as her pregnancy comes to an end. He grooms her ears, licking between them to soothe her, "You pups stop giving my daughter a hard time," he furrows his brows at her belly, his tone playful.
She doesn't remember much of her life before joining the Sol pack, only bits and pieces. She remembers the smell of rain and ozone, and a short burst of power that made her paw tingle and her fur stand on end. She remembers voices exclaiming, "what are we going to do with it?! it's too dangerous!"
She remembers being pulled away from her mother, being told that she couldn't stay, that her "sparks" were too dangerous. That she was dangerous. She was told there were others "like her,"
Her early days in the Sol pack were a blur, but she remembers always feeling like she was being watched. As the days passed she realized she was being watched, the big gray-green guy with yellow eyes was always keeping an eye on her. All the other pups avoided him unless absolutely necessary, they said he was scary.
She thought he was silly.
As the days passed his distant stare got closer and closer, until eventually he was always standing over her; like the tall maple trees that reached up into the forever-sky. He wasn't like the other adults, he rarely smiled, and always had a certain energy; the same energy she felt within herself.
Over the weeks she found herself around Artyom more and more, he'd take her out patrolling, hunting, or even by the lake to bask in the sun. She finds herself turning to him during meal and bedtime, curling up to him to sleep.
She felt safe with him; cared for and acknowledged in ways she never felt with her birth-pack. She's happy to call him 'dad'.
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She flops against Artyom, her pregnant belly having slowed her down as her pregnancy comes to an end. He grooms her ears, licking between them to soothe her, "You pups stop giving my daughter a hard time," he furrows his brows at her belly, his tone playful.
Birth Stats | ||
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Strength | Speed | Agility |
64 | 82 | 87 |
Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
59 | 65 | 357 |
Birth Information | |
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Moon | Waxing Crescent Moon |
Season | Spring |
Biome | Grasslands |
Decorations and Background |
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Currently
Scout
Proficiency | |
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Hunting: Stalking | |
Hunting: Chasing | |
Hunting: Finishing | |
Scouting | |
Herbalism | |
Pupsitting |
Statistic | Count |
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Total Number of Scouts | 13 |
Total Number of Hunts | 4 |
Successful Hunts | 2 |
Total Number of Lessons Taught | 0 |
In current pack for 35 rollovers
Wolf created on 2023-05-10 21:55:28