ID #9235135
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 | 1 year 0½ months (Adult) |
Sex | Male Largest Pup |
Energy |
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Mood |
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Hunger |
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HP |
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Personality | Vulgar |
Breeding Information | |
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Age in Rollovers | 25 |
Pups Bred | 0 pups bred |
Last Bred | Never |
Fertility | N/A |
Heat Cycle | N/A |
Items Applied | None! |
Looks | |
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Base | Shell (0.45%) |
Base Genetics | Muted Light I |
Eyes | Olive |
Skin | Umbral |
Nose | Umbral |
Claws | Umbral |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | None |
Carrier Status | View Report |
Variant | Default |
Markings
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Slot 1 | None |
Slot 2 | Dark Brown Smudge Heavy (45% : T1) |
Slot 3 | None |
Slot 4 | None |
Slot 5 | Brown Back Patch (46% : T0) |
Slot 6 | None |
Slot 7 | None |
Slot 8 | None |
Slot 9 | None |
Slot 10 | Tempest Wild Stripes (81% : T3) |
Biography
The wind howled in his ears as he full sprinted down a mountains path, the yips of the other pups now closing in behind him as they use the momentum of the mountain's descent to their advantage.
Mingo folded his ears back to reduce wind resistance as he now neared the bottom. His mouth tightened around the giant stick in his mouth before he lept the last ten feet towards the plush grass.
Landing on steady feet, Mingo resumed his sprint. He aimed towards the line of trees where he knew he'd lose the others. Gods, all he wanted to do is play with this stick in peace. After a few more minutes of running and silence, he finally slowed his pace before coming to a complete stop. He slowly swung his head around trying to make sure the other pups weren't near. Once assured he lost them, Mingo plopped under a set of low branches and began to finally relax and play with his stick.
He could get used to this. He could get used to being faster than his peers, knowing that with this advantage he'd likely get his own hunting party soon than later.
Several hours had passed when the sun began to sink towards the horizon. Mingo hid his stick amongst the bushes as best as he could before he began making his way back to the mountain path. Up, up he went, straight to the heart of his packs. Upon arriving he noted the pups from earlier with their mothers. They seem to be sulking from the chase earlier. A leaf crunched under Mingo's massive paq, drawing those pups attention. They slightly bared their teeth at him before Mingo turned away from them with a smirk. He began walking towards the twilight hunting party, now readying to leave to hunt in their new territory. The new adolescent and his new best friend, Braeito, called to him. Mingo approached Brae, bumping heads with him.
"Ready for our first night hunt?" Brae said as he bounced around with excitement, "You already know I am." Mingo said with a smirk. The Hunters barked at them to follow, officially starting their journey.
↠ Adolescent Mingo [02/08/2024]
Mingo folded his ears back to reduce wind resistance as he now neared the bottom. His mouth tightened around the giant stick in his mouth before he lept the last ten feet towards the plush grass.
Landing on steady feet, Mingo resumed his sprint. He aimed towards the line of trees where he knew he'd lose the others. Gods, all he wanted to do is play with this stick in peace. After a few more minutes of running and silence, he finally slowed his pace before coming to a complete stop. He slowly swung his head around trying to make sure the other pups weren't near. Once assured he lost them, Mingo plopped under a set of low branches and began to finally relax and play with his stick.
He could get used to this. He could get used to being faster than his peers, knowing that with this advantage he'd likely get his own hunting party soon than later.
Several hours had passed when the sun began to sink towards the horizon. Mingo hid his stick amongst the bushes as best as he could before he began making his way back to the mountain path. Up, up he went, straight to the heart of his packs. Upon arriving he noted the pups from earlier with their mothers. They seem to be sulking from the chase earlier. A leaf crunched under Mingo's massive paq, drawing those pups attention. They slightly bared their teeth at him before Mingo turned away from them with a smirk. He began walking towards the twilight hunting party, now readying to leave to hunt in their new territory. The new adolescent and his new best friend, Braeito, called to him. Mingo approached Brae, bumping heads with him.
"Ready for our first night hunt?" Brae said as he bounced around with excitement, "You already know I am." Mingo said with a smirk. The Hunters barked at them to follow, officially starting their journey.
↠ Adolescent Mingo [02/08/2024]
Birth Stats | ||
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Strength | Speed | Agility |
159 | 80 | 85 |
Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
83 | 112 | 519 |
Birth Information | |
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Moon | Waning Crescent Moon |
Season | Autumn |
Biome | Riparian Woodland |
Decorations and Background |
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Background
None equippedDecorations
Above
None equipped!
Below
None equipped!
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 | 0 |
Successful Hunts | 0 |
Total Number of Lessons Taught | 0 |
In current pack for 19 rollovers
Wolf created on 2024-01-26 19:01:17