This wolf is currently on a breeding cool down. She will be able to fall pregnant again in 6 rollovers! This wolf has not rolled over today and will not be able to be traded or gifted until its next rollover.
As an unnamed pup, she found herself in a strange place. An abandoned, strange, human place. Contrasting colors and theatrical architecture abounded. The space seemed like it had been designed as a facsimile of a fantastical land, with many building housing strange, overwhelming spectacles of light and movement. The centrally located structure, a double-decker ring shape with fake horses of all types, their eyes and mouths frozen in fiberglass fear, attracted her attention. There she slept for a wet, cold hungry night, desperately wishing for a name for herself to bubble to her mind. But none came. The stairs to the second level had broken so she had to jump and desperately scrabble for purchase on the smooth floor to reach the second level. The fiberglass creatures on the second level were more then horses. Many she had never seen before. But one she recognized. A wolf. It was a perfect imitation of her mother. The wolf seemed to be the only animal that seemed unafraid. In the wolf's mouth was a note. "Whisperwind on a Carousel" If this place was called a carousel, than that made her name Whisperwind. And so it was from then on.
(yes that is the name of a show poodle. idk why i chose that i just love poetic names)