Wolf Play - Online Wolf Game!

Wolf Number: 1955093
Gender: Male
Age: Deceased
Deathdate: Feb 25, 2019
Death Age: 16
Pack: The Heavens
Breeder:
Weight: 106 Pounds
Build: Tall
Fur Type: Thin
Generation: 5th

Birthdate: Aug 31, 2018
Sire: Sabs {Keep}
Dam: Eclipse [G3]
Mood: Content
Battle Experience: 2
Playfulness: Medium
Birth Defect: None
Boost: None
Total Battle Earnings: 20
Total Mush Found: 0

Offspring Count: 79
Bred This Season: 0
Total Times Bred: 40
Affinity W/Your Pack: Excellent

Talent: Luck Maternal Morals Composure Wisdom Battle Agility Spirituality

Talent Count: 11
Injury: None

Adornments

Sales History

Pelt Color

Base Coat: Obsidian (Common)
Eyes: Dark Blue (Common)
Nose: Black (Common)
Inner Ears: Blue
Leg Type: None
Leg Color: Blue

Head Type: Reverse Facemask
Head Color: Blue
Tail Type: Tip
Muzzle Type: Stripe
Muzzle Color: None
Harlequin: Red Merle
Somatic Mutation: Red Merle

Back Type: Side Splash
Back Color: Red Merle
Shoulder: Hickory
Brindle: Black
Piebald 1: Hickory
Okapi: Tan
Leopard: Silver
Speckle Type: None
Speckle Color: White
Ear Edges Type: None
Ear Edges Color: Blue

Rarity Score: 45

Character Description

Biography
Ouroboros slowly awoke, appalled to find his joints stiff from his journey yesterday. He had set out to find more prey, seeing as how the harsh winter had all but demolished the prey. He had ventured through unfamiliar mountains and forests. When night had fallen and the temperature had dropped below freezing, he'd found a small, hollowed out log and sheltered there. He stood and walked out of his makeshift den, the cold biting into his skin, sharper than his own teeth. Outside, the sky above him was dark with looming clouds. The sun hadn't quite broken through the thick, gray clouds. Swirling flecks of white cascaded around him, making him shiver.

His nose and ears were frozen and his eyes watered with the cold. He shivered and decided to press on, his hunger driving him. The flecks of white began to fall harder and faster, impairing his vision. The cold burned his eyes and his lungs felt as if they would explode. The wind howled, sending shivers along his spine. Still, he pressed on, feeling despondent. His weary paws threatened to no longer carry him. He was determined to find what he was looking for. When the sun should have been shining high in the sky, the blizzard that has enveloped Ouroboros began to slack off. He stumbled upon a copse of trees and gratefully ran toward the shelter.

Above him, there loomed several beech trees, with their nuts scattered about. He knew that where there were nuts, there was prey. He scrunched down into a crouch, his dark blue eyes flicking sharply from tree to tree. As the snow stopped, small prey began to take advantage of the clear air and ventured out to nibble at the nuts. Ouroboros waited. He waited for the perfect time to pounce and for the perfect prey to come along. Driven by hunger, squirrels began to venture closer to him, seeming to ignore the wolf. Finally, he pounced. He landed on a large grey squirrel and quickly killed it. He dug in, eager to fill his belly. Again and again he pounced on squirrels and mice, filling his belly.

Could this be the place his weary soul had longed for? Would this be the place he could finally let his guard down and establish a pack of his own one day? Only time could tell. For now, he would enjoy the prey. He would find shelter from the impending storm later. Only time could tell if he could stay. Only time could tell if he would survive the winter. The next step in his life would be to thrive. He could finally relax for the first time since the harsh winter began.

Credit goes to: Whispy Willow #215449

Breeding Info
N/A

Personality
N/A

Preferences
Breeding:

-Fee is usually 10-20 mush
- 1 Jasmine gets Three Free breedings
- looking to get him on the breeding chart before he passes c:

Special Skills
N/A

Character Attributes

Dominance:

200

200/200

Stealth:

0/200

Perception:

0/200

Luck:

50/200

Maternal:

20/200