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	Whitepelt

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Whitepelt

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Wolf Number: 2078706
Gender: Female
Age: Deceased
Deathdate: May 20, 2019
Death Age: 16
Pack: The Heavens
Breeder: Carpe Noctem
Weight: 135 Pounds
Build: Thick
Fur Type: Curly
Generation: 8th

Birthdate: Nov 17, 2018
Sire: #423M (Mirrors) Chimera G3
Dam: Sara(EW)
Mood: Content
Battle Experience: 17
Playfulness: Very High
Birth Defect: None
Boost: None
Total Battle Earnings: 58
Total Mush Found: 48

Offspring Count: 11
Bred This Year: 0
Total Times Bred: 4
Affinity W/Your Pack: Excellent

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

Talent Count: 14
Injury: None

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Pelt Color

Eyes: Green-Brown (Common)
Nose: Dark Liver (Common)
Inner Ears: White
Base Coat: Black (Common)
Leg Type: Front Socks
Leg Color: White

Head Type: None
Head Color: White
Tail Type: Full
Muzzle Type: Narrow
Muzzle Color: Slate
Harlequin: White

Back Type: None
Back Color: Blue
Shoulder: White
Brindle: Silver
Piebald 2: Black
Okapi: White
Speckle Type: Full
Speckle Color: White
Ear Edges Type: Half
Ear Edges Color: Blue

Rarity Score: 39

Character Description

Biography
Whitepelt huffed, annoyed. She still couldn't understand why Brokenfang had passed her over in favor of Snowstorm. Whitepelt narrowed her eyes, studying the lithe Medicine wolf. She was pretty enough, with agile paws and a sharp mind, but she couldn't hunt or run fast enough to keep up with big prey animals. She turned her head away and walked into the forest, her tail flicking irritability. She broke into a run, not knowing or caring where she was going. She finally stopped at the edge of the territory, and she collapsed, exhausted. She lay flat and still, drifting off into a restless sleep. She jerked awake, hearing a branch crack loudly somewhere around her. "Who's there? I'm not afraid of you!" She growled loudly. A tall, white wolf with black brindle and glowing violet eyes stepped out of the bushes, his ears back uncertainly. "Hawkfeather? I haven't seen you since... well, it's been awhile," Whitepelt exclaimed, her fur laying flat again. He smiled back, his familiar scent calming her. "Look I know I'm not allowed to be here. But my leader is planning an attack on your Pack. I had to warn you," Hawkfeather said gently, moving closer to her. "Hawkfeather... You could be in big trouble for this. We're Betas. What if Crowstar finds out we were mates?" He smiled at her, his ears flopped back carelessly. "So what? I'm his son. He won't kill me. The worst he'll do is banish me, and leave me some scars as an example." Whitepelt sighed. "I missed you. Life has been so hard in my Pack. Aera and Ellessa keep asking who their real father is; I can't keep making excuses. It's getting harder to keep it from them." Hawkfeather nodded, his eyes heavy with sadness. "I'm sorry. I know it's hard." Whitepelt smiled up at him. "Well... As long as I have you, I know it'll all be okay."

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Character Attributes

Dominance:

120

120/200

Stealth:

0/200

Perception:

140

140/200

Luck:

40/200