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	The One We Must Not Speak Of

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The One We Must Not Speak Of

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Wolf Number: 2080679
Gender: Male
Age: Deceased
Deathdate: Jun 10, 2019
Death Age: 18
Pack: The Heavens
Breeder:
Weight: 132 Pounds
Build: Muscular
Fur Type: Long
Generation: 7th

Birthdate: Nov 19, 2018
Sire: Midnight thunder 2G
Dam: Talola 👣 |Ery|
Mood: Content
Battle Experience: 1
Playfulness: High
Birth Defect: None
Boost: None
Total Battle Earnings: 5
Total Mush Found: 0

Offspring Count: 23
Bred This Season: 0
Total Times Bred: 17
Affinity W/Your Pack: Excellent
Talent: None
Injury: None

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Sales History

Pelt Color

Eyes: Brown-Green (Common)
Nose: Black (Common)
Base Coat: Agouti (Common)
Leg Type: Right Sock
Leg Color: None

Head Type: Frontal
Head Color: None
Muzzle Type: None
Muzzle Color: Red Merle

Belton: Hickory
Speckle Type: Half
Speckle Color: None
Ear Edges Type: None
Ear Edges Color: White

Rarity Score: 11

Character Description

Biography
A large stalky male bounded through the thicket of the forest his dark brown flank brushing against the underbrush "Tsk tsk." He murmured looking back at the small feminine that followed at his side with her head held low and tail tucked and pressed against her abdomen. The One snapped his jaws at her "keep it moving." he scolded making her shudder a bit "Im coming." She said quietly hoping he wouldn't clap back at her. Nutella's small frame and brown speckled pelt blended well with her sroundings where as The One's dark pelt stuck out hanging over his masculine frame.

The one paused and lowered his nape scenting for his next victim as Nutella licked her blood stained pelt wincing as her cold tongue ran over her wounds that the male had inflicted. The one snapped his cranium up and nudged the feas side hinting that there might be prey near, Nutella sighed. Nutella felt bad for who ever dared to venture close to the males territory she her self made that mistake many years ago. ((Anyone May join.))

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Special Skills
Star pups:
Stream DH

Character Attributes

Dominance:

10/200

Stealth:

0/200

Perception:

0/200

Luck:

0/200

Maternal:

15/200