Bear Talon
| Last Details | |
|---|---|
| Death Age | 0 years 5 months (Puppy) |
| Sex | Male |
| Personality | Bossy |
| Breeding Records | |
|---|---|
| Death Age in Rollovers | 10 |
| Pups Bred | 0 pups bred |
| Looks | |
|---|---|
| Base | Howlite (1.44%) |
| Base Genetics | Monochrome Medium I |
| Eyes | Brown |
| Skin | Dark |
| Nose | Bistre |
| Claws | Black |
| Mutation | None |
| Secondary Mutation | None |
| Carrier Status | Unknown |
| Variant | Default |
| Markings | |
|---|---|
| Slot 1 | None |
| Slot 2 | None |
| Slot 3 | Black Smudge Heavy (67%) |
| Slot 4 | Beige Tuxedo (50%) |
| Slot 5 | Black Panda (90%) |
| Slot 6 | None |
| Slot 7 | Black Saddle Ticking (72%) |
| Slot 8 | White Marbled Unders (58%) |
| Slot 9 | Black Wings (60%) |
| Slot 10 | Artemis Ornate Waves (61%) |
| Birth Stats | ||
|---|---|---|
| Strength | Speed | Agility |
| 130 | 75 | 85 |
| Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
| 138 | 115 | 543 |
| Birth Information | |
|---|---|
| Moon |  First Quarter Moon |
| Season |  Winter |
| Biome | Taiga |
Biography
(He dies by a coyote.)
A full moon drifted above the chasm that parted two mountains, shedding it's chilly light upon a dim hole that rested in the center of the furthest mountain. It's hollow opening shone the certain weather, plaguing it as mist followed suit.
Several wolves, 5 of which were adults, littered the heart of the hollow. Curled beside an umber wolf with a bleached speckled coat, the monochrome pup lay. He snored softly against the others pelt, the faint cream mixing his pelt rising and falling with the steady wind. Then, haze bristled against his skin. The older pup, formally known as Bear Talon, lifted his head in deficiency once the chill of coming winter smothered him.
Bear Talon swiftly rose to his paws after various minutes passed, concluding that his companion had failed to provide the warmth he longed for. Stumbling over the bodies of his pack mates, he made his way towards the exit of the hollow. Almost as if a moth gliding towards a flame, he felt a spike of interest pulse through himself. He hadn't known an exit from the mountains, perhaps this was his time to learn.
A full moon drifted above the chasm that parted two mountains, shedding it's chilly light upon a dim hole that rested in the center of the furthest mountain. It's hollow opening shone the certain weather, plaguing it as mist followed suit.
Several wolves, 5 of which were adults, littered the heart of the hollow. Curled beside an umber wolf with a bleached speckled coat, the monochrome pup lay. He snored softly against the others pelt, the faint cream mixing his pelt rising and falling with the steady wind. Then, haze bristled against his skin. The older pup, formally known as Bear Talon, lifted his head in deficiency once the chill of coming winter smothered him.
Bear Talon swiftly rose to his paws after various minutes passed, concluding that his companion had failed to provide the warmth he longed for. Stumbling over the bodies of his pack mates, he made his way towards the exit of the hollow. Almost as if a moth gliding towards a flame, he felt a spike of interest pulse through himself. He hadn't known an exit from the mountains, perhaps this was his time to learn.