Biography Waves crash above as the winds howl drowning out any other sounds, below the crackling Icy wall, a small form desperately tries to get out, to get help, yet unseen by the eyes above the small greyish wolf howls a frantic cry drown out by the crash of thunder sadly his fur blends in with the stormy sea. ~~~ above a voice brakes the storm crying out a name.... that would go unheard and unanswered, "CALDER"..."WHERE ARE YOU" "CAL...loud crash of thunder cuts off the shout, "h..H"the wolf tries to cry but a wave knocks him down ~~~~~ his head pops back up as he claws for something a small driftwood "IM down h...Her..e ", frantic eyes scan the gray waves, brifly spotting the flash of brownish red... the ownly color the adorned the males fur before the sea crashes down once more... crestfallen the other wolf slinks off his head hung low ~~~ "GLYN" the wolf cries franticly as his claws start to slip, "p..ple...plea.. co..m..h..l..p" the wolfs body trashed about by the waves as his head dips below the males eyes flicker closed, before a voice soft and sweet welcomes him, as the storm dies and fades a body is found washed ashore by the waves, a silver wolf finds his brothers body cold and soaked "calder... n..no" the male mutters as he presses his nose into the males fur his blazing eyes fill with tears.. ~~~~~ "Glyn im right here... " a wolf says running to his brother only to see a unmoving form... his form... "Glyn... i..im right here "he says as he gose to nuzzle the other his muzzle passes right trough... from the sea a spirite rises her eyes glimmer with sorrow" you are no longer living young one... the storm claimed a few unlucky souls... one was you " "Calder..i...i..im so so so so sorry i...i.i Sh..shoul..d ha....have lo.looked longer harder...I...I let you down its my..its my fault" the male says falling down resting next to the males form "im sorry to you warned me... I fell into the sea my fur blended in" "Glyn... i forgive you "the male adds ~~~~ his light blue eyes glance once more to his body and kin,as he silently vows to never let others suffer like him... to never let others fall to the cold to the waves, watch a kin fade away
Breeding Info Dont ask for POL unless its before(Breeding), even then maybe
(NOTE: Im more willing if for one reason bloodlines all I ask is you say whom(your lost one) and witch(of mine) are linked) Defect/dyed are maybe, for those its dye(same rarity/kind) or Hight AC/T, unless we talk before I keep pup with pelt/defects
No refunds ~~~~~ If I say no I mean it dont keep bothering me okay I may seem standoffish but Its only due to a few bad apples going apeshit on me, and invoking the mods ~~~~~ Be a dick and I'll invoke sir skales or others be kind and understanding Ill maybe work out a deal ~~~ Ill give a Female(if younger than 14(and one is born) only if you can prove old bloodline of your pack is there ~~~~~ feel free to breed I do love getting them bred ~~~ If wolf has a surname Ex Borg,Julien Garmadon, Walker or Phonenix id love it the pups had it as well
Juliens are lucky ones (one side is from my starters the other my side accounts custom Zane Julien ~~~~~ Please to read first hope to all that are kind you have a good day and thank you for coming to the den of snakes ~~~ for males just if with surname please add to the pups if defected male ill take duds as I have said 99% its random for boosts and defects ~~~~~<be> for surnames Juliens for any with that Borgs for them Phoneixes for any that have that Walker same as the others Garmadon
~~~~~~ Note if you don't like my rules why come? Bio ones are not as differnt both say same thing
| Personality In life he was playful and free,even now as a ghost he frolicks in the cold ocean's waves, but when storms come he does everything to save those who fall in sailor or creature, Calder still watches his brother come and morn every year on that day... wishing he could say its not Glyn's fault he fell in his fur a near match to that grey frothy mess, the once grey fur now a deep stormy blue adorned by grey
Given a gift the others never got, a chance to bid a chance to talk once per year the line is faint, a day to be with the one left behind,
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