bhumi

Traveling Wolf Rules
Spoiler PLEASE 🙏 do not change any markings or marking opacities.
You can keep him for 7 rollovers at the max. If you can't find anyone to gift him to, send him back to me. :)
Please do not change his sex.
You may pairbond him, but it will need to be disbanded by the time he leaves.
Please don't make lead/stud, I will allow any other role besides those two.
Please don't change his footnote or his name! :)
You can definitely add to the lore, but please put your pack name/user ID where you have edited his bio.
You can totally add or rearrange decor!
You can breed him.
You can train him.
I would suggest to secure him! :)
p.s. this is my first lore + traveling wolf and i'm not totally sure what i'm doing lol so please be patient with me!! :)

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On a warm spring day out in the Prairie, Bainbridge discovered a stinky, muck covered juvenile sunbathing in a patch of daisies with a tongue lolled out and limbs outstretched. The sunshine had lulled the gangly youngster to sleep, and Bainbridge wasn't the most fatherly wolf, so he nosed and nipped at the wolf until he awoke.
Bhumi had come far from his colorful rainforest, filled with curiosities like bright birds and roaring predators stronger than the average wolf, and Bainbridge acknowledged that from the stench clinging to his fur. The muck smelled familiar, like the swamps and the mangroves with tangled roots, but the petrichor smelled thick and unfamiliar; Bainbridge had caught it on the breeze once before while he was scouting the brim of the swamps.
Bainbridge knew no other reason to not bring the youngster, for he knew Bhumi was far too smelly to leave behind, and Ala would question the stench laid on his fur, so the two made an agreement and continued on a journey to the mountainside.
When the wolves reached Aranyak, Ala was like the sunshine out on the prairie and the wolves of her precious pack were very coddling, and they seemed to adore the looks of Bhumi. He enjoyed the company of his new pack-mates, but oh gosh did he miss starlit nights and secret howls with the winds. He missed the morning dewy grass against his sore paw pads from being constantly on the move, and he especially missed the new friends, smells and places. The ache in his bones after a good run around a lake, and the sunbathing in strong scented lavender.
On a warm afternoon when the horizon was painted gold and the heat had soothed most of the wolves to sleep, Bhumi started a conversation with Ala. He told her of his adventures and of his plans, and she seemed keen on the idea, her green eyes lit up with nostalgia at the euphoric sight of juvenile youth.
Bhumi says his goodbyes, and even manages a curt nod from Bainbridge. He leaves into the golden glory with the promise to visit.