Equinox
| Last Details | |
|---|---|
| Death Age | 7 years 6½ months (Elder) |
| Sex | Female |
| Personality | Sneaky |
| Breeding Records | |
|---|---|
| Death Age in Rollovers | 181 |
| Pups Bred | 22 pups bred |
| Looks | |
|---|---|
| Base | Amber (1.94%) |
| Base Genetics | Warm Dark I |
| Eyes | Gray |
| Skin | Black |
| Nose | Black |
| Claws | Black |
| Mutation | None |
| Secondary Mutation | Melanism  |
| Carrier Status | View Report |
| Variant | Default |
| Markings | |
|---|---|
| Slot 1 | None |
| Slot 2 | Black Neck (79%) |
| Slot 3 | None |
| Slot 4 | Black Full Mask (32%) |
| Slot 5 | None |
| Slot 6 | Black Inverted Cross (80%) |
| Slot 7 | Black Cheek Fluff (59%) |
| Slot 8 | None |
| Slot 9 | Beige Toes (32%) |
| Slot 10 | None |
| Birth Stats | ||
|---|---|---|
| Strength | Speed | Agility |
| Unknown | Unknown | Unknown |
| Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
| Unknown | Unknown | Unknown |
| Birth Information | |
|---|---|
| Moon | Unknown |
| Season | Unknown |
| Biome | Unknown |
Biography
sneaky / stoic - foreigner - pupsitter
Luck was on one of her normal walks when she spotted a lump black shape in the snow. As she approached it, she realized it was a wolf! She had only seed a wolf this dark once before, when she had found Nocturnal moons prior. Noticing the wolf was still alive, although on the brink of death, Luck rushed the poor fellow to Frigid as fast as she could.
Frigid told her the wolf would be fine, though would have to spend some time in the healing den while he whipped up some medicine for the nasty fleas plaguing the dark wolf. The wolf refused to talk until she had been healed. The only thing she said was that she could no longer remember her name. Luck paced outside the den while she thought of names and how to help this poor wolf. Luck finally came up with some ideas and came into the den days after the wolf had arrived, presenting her with a name and a role for the wolf, to which the she-wolf accepted with pride.
Luck was on one of her normal walks when she spotted a lump black shape in the snow. As she approached it, she realized it was a wolf! She had only seed a wolf this dark once before, when she had found Nocturnal moons prior. Noticing the wolf was still alive, although on the brink of death, Luck rushed the poor fellow to Frigid as fast as she could.
Frigid told her the wolf would be fine, though would have to spend some time in the healing den while he whipped up some medicine for the nasty fleas plaguing the dark wolf. The wolf refused to talk until she had been healed. The only thing she said was that she could no longer remember her name. Luck paced outside the den while she thought of names and how to help this poor wolf. Luck finally came up with some ideas and came into the den days after the wolf had arrived, presenting her with a name and a role for the wolf, to which the she-wolf accepted with pride.