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°Atticus

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Wolf Number: 2399513
Gender: Male
Age: Deceased
Deathdate: Dec 2, 2019
Death Age: 17
Pack: The Heavens
Breeder: Nox
Weight: 86 Pounds
Build: Lanky
Fur Type: Short
Generation: 1st

Birthdate: Jun 10, 2019
Sire: Unknown
Dam: Unknown
Mood: Content
Battle Experience: 0
Playfulness: Medium
Birth Defect: Vitiligo 3
Boost: None
Total Battle Earnings: 0
Total Mush Found: 0

Offspring Count: 495
Bred This Season: 3
Total Times Bred: 169
Affinity W/Your Pack: Excellent

Talent: Morals Battle Agility

Talent Count: 3
Injury: None

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Pelt Color

Eyes: Yellow (Common)
Nose: Black (Common)
Inner Ears: Cream
Base Coat: Obsidian (Common)
Leg Type: Stripes
Leg Color: Cream

Head Type: Frontal
Head Color: Cream
Tail Type: Tip
Muzzle Type: Stripe
Muzzle Color: Cream
Harlequin: Black
Somatic Mutation: Slate

Back Type: Rough
Back Color: White
Shoulder: Slate
Brindle: Black
Piebald 1: Obsidian
Belton: Obsidian
Okapi: Cream
Leopard: Black
Speckle Type: Full
Speckle Color: Silver
Ear Edges Type: Tip
Ear Edges Color: White

Rarity Score: 55

Character Description

Biography

Designed by yours truly, Nox (#158234). I would appreciate it if you would not copy his appearance or his brief segment below.
...
A jasmine equates to 1 free breeding.
An apple equates to all 3 breedings in a season for free.
...
What is life without love? He wondered, sitting there under the stars. His vitiligo-spotted body slumped over, resting on the rocky ledge as his vivid yellow eyes gazed across the horizon. He listened to the sounds of the night, despite them being practically muted - the whistle through the trees, the owls' quite whoops from on their branches and the squeaks of the rodents darting for safety. Do the owls only live to eat the mice? Do the mice only live to steal crumbs? There had to be a bigger meaning to all of this.
...
Atticus' chin rested against the stone cliffside. As he stretched, he allowed one of his forepaws to dangle over the side. The wind ruffled his thick fur, lulling his worried mind into peace.
"Mother Moon," Atticus spoke, tone soft. His dreary eyes gazed upwards into the night sky, transfixed on the glowing white orb. He always talked so respectfully; so sincerely. The petite male splayed back his ears. "I know I look different, but I want to fall in love."

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