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Wolf Number: 1124419
Gender: Male
Age: Deceased
Pack: The Heavens
Breeder: Forerunner
Weight: 118 Pounds
Build: Long
Fur Type: Wavy
Generation: 4th

Birthdate: Dec 5, 2016
Sire: ☬Darius⚛
Dam: Diamanda Kasmira⚔
Mood: Content
Battle Experience: 100
Playfulness: Very High
Birth Defect: None
Boost: None
Total Battle Earnings: 0
Total Mush Found: 0

Offspring Count: 13
Bred This Season: 0
Total Times Bred: 0
Affinity W/Your Pack: Excellent

Talent: Stealth Perception Luck Maternal Social Empathy Morals Resolve Composure Wisdom Battle Charisma Agility

Talent Count: 19
Injury: None

Adornments

Sales History

Pelt Color

Base Coat: Platinum (Common)
Eyes: Dark Blue (Common)
Nose: Pink (Common)

Head Type: Panda
Head Color: None
Tail Type: Three Rings
Muzzle Type: Stripe
Muzzle Color: White
Harlequin: White

Back Type: Rough
Back Color: Black
Shoulder: Cream
Brindle: Silver
Piebald 1: Grey
Belton: White
Okapi: Grey
Leopard: White
Ear Edges Type: Full
Ear Edges Color: None

Rarity Score: 37

Character Description

Biography
Bright ginger fur flashed across the scenery. Disturbed by a muscular force. In these parts; wolf. Pink nose flaring the brute eyes his path. The gods seemed to be giving him the worst luck. Going forward meant immediate death. They hated him, he'd hate them back, the never ending friendship between demonic figure and gods.

Non-believers would say, it's just coincidental. Several near death experiences that all seem to have unbelievable, unrealistic contents. You say coincidental? Just no...

His dark hues scanning the area with a frustrated aura. Never will he get there, the secret caverns where he was birthed. A demon in the womb, who would never get back to where all the secrets laid...

Eyes narrowing, the ginger figure turned steadily to lock onto the source of the noise. A masculine figure, and off to the side another wolf. May he dare say that this would be an odd meeting. Maybe... Eventful?

Aivilo Started forward, viewing the other with a studying, observant look. Then the female, was it her that had been singing? Making the leaves dance and fly... No that's too dramatic. Well, in Aivilo's opinion that is.

The brutes tail flicked to and fro behind him. Along his flank was a patch of bare skin. Torn off by a sire of an angel. Not a good day...

Self Rping)

The pale moon colored brute looked ghastly in the night shadows. Pale pink nose twitching and dark blue eyes peering from the dark sides of the forest. He was still, barely moving except for the occasionall twitch of his nose and blink of his eyes.

A statue was what he resembled at this moment. The demon was let's say reviewing. Taking in every pathway he had taken, every devastating end. And such. Agaliarept had met two wolves. Both unique in their own way. One more odd then the other.

His hues rotated to the side where a glint of metal shone as the moonlight hit it. A bear trap. Silly humans.

Breeding Info
N/A

Personality
"Agaliarept, or Aivilo" His first name had been Aivilo, it was too sincere. After his mother realized what he actually was, she changed his name. Anyways Aivilo spelled backwards, was a name for peace. Now that didn't seem to make sense did it? No...

So his madre had named him after his true being and banished him from her sight. Which Aivilo had no problem with. You can imagine how he felt; so long humanity! The world awaits!

Later on he realized that wasn't actually the case. The world, he found, was too genuine and sometimes too giving. It was disgusting at points. 'Oh, can I offer you this piece of good fortune?' No! Get it away! Now!

Anyways, it wasn't exactly what he liked. They should be able to provide for themselves. If they couldn't? Go find someone to teach you...

Agaliarept treaded through the dense vegetation. The day before conversation continues running through his head. His name be Veratrum, and his Queen be Deltra. He couldn't place the she-wolf into his brain very vividly. Yes, he had confirmed, he had lost his memory.

The gods punishment perhaps? Being a demon as it was. Upon entering a church they decided to... Make life complicated. The demon wasn't owned, no one owned him as of now, although it could change....

And then there was Santana. The odd she-wolf... From what he had heard of Veratrum, matched up. Completely.

Preferences
Owned: No
Open to being owned: Maybe

Special Skills
Human form
Hair color: Light Red
Eye color: Dark Blue
Hair length: Short
Skin color: Pale White
Height: 5'2
Weight: 102
Age(in human realistically) 17
Typical description: Bare footed, soccer joggers, thin Adidas brand jacket.

Character Attributes

Dominance:

200

200/200

Stealth:

75/200

Perception:

30/200

Luck:

40/200

Maternal:

35/200

Social:

20/200

Empathy:

20/200

Morals:

20/200

Resolve:

20/200

Composure:

35/200

Wisdom:

30/200

Battle:

200

200/200

Charisma:

35/200

Agility:

150

150/200

Spirituality:

0/200

Total Character Points: 910

Vitals

Health:

100

100/100

Hunger:

100

100/100

Thirst:

100

100/100

Weather Vitals

Flood : +2

Earthquake : +1

Hurricane : +1

Blizzard : +2

Howling Rating: Average

Wrestling Rating: Unknown

Disposition Rating: Unknown

Killsheet

Here is a list of creatures this wolf has defeated.

Squirrel 10	Rabbit 9	Pheasant 1	Chipmunk 1
Turkey 5	Moose 2	Red Fox 22	Badger 21
Boar 6	Wolverine 5	Bobcat 2	Mountain Lion 1
Coyote 5	Brown Bear 1	Woodchuck 6	Skunk 1

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