Nobiro
| Last Details | |
|---|---|
| Death Age | 7 years 6½ months (Elder) |
| Sex | Male |
| Personality | Combative |
| Breeding Records | |
|---|---|
| Death Age in Rollovers | 181 |
| Pups Bred | 0 pups bred |
| Looks | |
|---|---|
| Base | White (3.2%) |
| Base Genetics | Monochrome Light I |
| Eyes | Brown |
| Skin | Oxblood |
| Nose | Light Brown |
| Claws | Bone |
| Mutation | None |
| Secondary Mutation | None |
| Carrier Status | Unknown |
| Variant | Default |
| Markings | |
|---|---|
| Slot 1 | None |
| Slot 2 | None |
| Slot 3 | Dark Brown Back Heavy Patch (42%) |
| Slot 4 | None |
| Slot 5 | Dark Brown Unders (40%) |
| Slot 6 | None |
| Slot 7 | None |
| Slot 8 | None |
| Slot 9 | None |
| 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
NOBIRO: Tall, lean, with an attitude. Fast as fuk boi. Didn't age well in his old age- turned into a grumpy elder that puppies avoided (except for Dovev's children, who he "tolerated" fondly). Mated to Dovev- certified hard ass second dad.
The tall white figure slipped through the tall grass, eyes fixed ahead on a small doe grazing. The sound of the doe's ivory tugging the fronds shorter filled his ears, but otherwise the only sound was the slight breeze blowing in the grass around him. And... soft pawsteps?
Naturally, if he heard it, his query definitely had. The doe's head shot upwards, ears open like a radar as she scanned the environment. The hunter gritted his teeth, hoping not to miss this final opportunity, and pounced for the doe. Her tail shot up as she made move to flee, the white underside flaring upward to instinctively warn her companions- though she was alone.
The teeth of the white wolf grazed the rump of the doe. He chased her for a short time, briefly aware of a darker form coursing her opposite flank. He attempted another grip and caught hold of her hind leg, found himself being dragged shortly, and then felt a hoof meet him squarely in the chest. He fell to the ground heavily, rolled twice with his long legs waving up into the air obnoxiously of of his control. He came to a stop and groaned as his chin smacked into the ground painfully. His tongue smarted. He pushed himself up on his towering forelegs, spitting blood from his bitten tongue in the direction of the fleed doe.
In his haste, he had forgotten the approaching pawsteps. Now, he was rudely reminded of the intrusive presence. He whipped around. His brown eyes blazed as they fell on a sturdy looking chestnut colored male. Baring his teeth, he shot forward and snapped angrily at the stranger's little brown nose.
"You fool!" He aggressed. The strange wolf pulled back slightly, rebuked, but his expression was still bravely curious as he looked over the bristling white figure.
"Are you okay?" The brown one asked flatly, his eyes trailing upward. "I'm Dovev, I apologize for disturbing your hunt." His tone was bashful, but not cowed- which frustrated the white male.
"You apologize for your interruption? You dense fuck," Nobiro spat. His flanks heaved and he took a threatening step toward Dovev. The darker male stood his ground, though his posture wasn't combative.
"You're a mighty hunter, your long legs serve you well. Many others would have no chance coursing a doe," Dovev complimented. The white male narrowed his eyes, his hackles relaxing just slightly. "You're Nobiro, aren't you? Other wolves near the territory warned me of the pale tower of a wolf- they warned you were increasingly combative and dangerous." He paused again with a grin, putting Nobiro off with his casual attitude. "But I think anybody that isn't a pushover would be upset at a stranger to these lands interrupting."
"Exactly," Nobiro muttered. He eyed up Dovev. The other male was younger than he, probably by several years, but something about his expression made Nobiro reconsider harming him. The two of them made eye contact, and something spectacular seemed to be born.
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The tall white figure slipped through the tall grass, eyes fixed ahead on a small doe grazing. The sound of the doe's ivory tugging the fronds shorter filled his ears, but otherwise the only sound was the slight breeze blowing in the grass around him. And... soft pawsteps?
Naturally, if he heard it, his query definitely had. The doe's head shot upwards, ears open like a radar as she scanned the environment. The hunter gritted his teeth, hoping not to miss this final opportunity, and pounced for the doe. Her tail shot up as she made move to flee, the white underside flaring upward to instinctively warn her companions- though she was alone.
The teeth of the white wolf grazed the rump of the doe. He chased her for a short time, briefly aware of a darker form coursing her opposite flank. He attempted another grip and caught hold of her hind leg, found himself being dragged shortly, and then felt a hoof meet him squarely in the chest. He fell to the ground heavily, rolled twice with his long legs waving up into the air obnoxiously of of his control. He came to a stop and groaned as his chin smacked into the ground painfully. His tongue smarted. He pushed himself up on his towering forelegs, spitting blood from his bitten tongue in the direction of the fleed doe.
In his haste, he had forgotten the approaching pawsteps. Now, he was rudely reminded of the intrusive presence. He whipped around. His brown eyes blazed as they fell on a sturdy looking chestnut colored male. Baring his teeth, he shot forward and snapped angrily at the stranger's little brown nose.
"You fool!" He aggressed. The strange wolf pulled back slightly, rebuked, but his expression was still bravely curious as he looked over the bristling white figure.
"Are you okay?" The brown one asked flatly, his eyes trailing upward. "I'm Dovev, I apologize for disturbing your hunt." His tone was bashful, but not cowed- which frustrated the white male.
"You apologize for your interruption? You dense fuck," Nobiro spat. His flanks heaved and he took a threatening step toward Dovev. The darker male stood his ground, though his posture wasn't combative.
"You're a mighty hunter, your long legs serve you well. Many others would have no chance coursing a doe," Dovev complimented. The white male narrowed his eyes, his hackles relaxing just slightly. "You're Nobiro, aren't you? Other wolves near the territory warned me of the pale tower of a wolf- they warned you were increasingly combative and dangerous." He paused again with a grin, putting Nobiro off with his casual attitude. "But I think anybody that isn't a pushover would be upset at a stranger to these lands interrupting."
"Exactly," Nobiro muttered. He eyed up Dovev. The other male was younger than he, probably by several years, but something about his expression made Nobiro reconsider harming him. The two of them made eye contact, and something spectacular seemed to be born.
