Wasteland Carcass

"💬"

ID #9575705

Owned by Moonlight [ RETURNING ]
Bred by Unknown
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This wolf is currently on a breeding cool down. She will be able to fall pregnant again in 18 rollovers!
This wolf is immune to illness for 1 rollover.
This wolf has not rolled over today and will not be able to be traded or gifted until its next rollover.

Level	9

Strength *	97
Speed	53
Agility *	86
Wisdom	70
Smarts	60
Total	366

This wolf cannot be retired right now!

Family

Wardrobe

Currents
Age	1 year 8½ months (Adult)
Sex	Female Chased
Energy
Mood
Hunger
HP
Personality	Reliable

Breeding Information
Age in Rollovers	41
Pups Bred	3 pups bred
Last Bred	2024-03-21 21:25:56
Fertility	Average
Heat Cycle	On Cooldown
Items Applied	None!
Pair Bond	Bitter Remembrance // Stk

Looks
Base	Badger (0.44%)
Base Genetics	Muted Medium III
Eyes	Olive
Skin	Marbled
Nose	Marbled
Claws	Bone
Mutation	None
Secondary Mutation	None
Carrier Status	View Report
Variant	Motherly

Markings
Slot 1	Beige Eyebrows (52% : T1)
Slot 2	Gray Saddle Ticking (84% : T0)
Slot 3	None
Slot 4	White Merle (47% : T2)
Slot 5	None
Slot 6	White Bottoms (64% : T0)
Slot 7	Beige Elbows (22% : T0)
Slot 8	None
Slot 9	Black Rump Edge (12% : T1)
Slot 10	Aspen Blaze (72% : T0)

Biography

"Life Does Not Roam These Woods; Leave Before The Wastelands Come."

You take a closer look. The smell of seared meat fills your nose, but goes as quick as it came. Rot drenches the air now, forcing disgust and nausea down your throat. The corpse in front of you made the reason clear: Mercy no longer resides in the world, only decay and the eventual fall of all those breathing.
You bend your head down…and mercilessly rip off pieces of rotting flesh. You strip the bone marrow off the corpse and gnaw it until blood smears your teeth. They were right when they said all mortals were selfish beasts hiding underneath false faces.
[Please Interact With Bitter Rememberance First For The Best Experience]
You push a maple bar in front of the carcass. Cries of bygone time filled your ears as you remember the bitterness of it all. Perhaps the dead wolf has reincarnated, and they are once again whole.

The bar disappears after your pondering.