ID #12851718
This wolf is currently on a breeding cool down. She will be able to fall pregnant again in 9 rollovers!

Currents | |
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Age | 2 years 0 months (Adult) |
Sex | Female Chased |
Energy |
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Mood |
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Hunger |
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HP |
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Personality | Vulgar |
Breeding Information | |
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Age in Rollovers | 48 |
Pups Bred | 3 pups bred |
Last Bred | 2025-05-08 09:54:32 |
Fertility | Good |
Heat Cycle | On Cooldown |
Items Applied | None! |
Pair Bond |
None
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Looks | |
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Base | Clover (0.14%) |
Base Genetics | Special Medium * |
Eyes | Smoke |
Skin | Lusxnei |
Nose | Gray |
Claws | Black |
Mutation | None |
Secondary Mutation | None |
Carrier Status | Unknown |
Variant | Default |
Markings
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Slot 1 | Diana Sallander (3% : T3) |
Slot 2 | None |
Slot 3 | None |
Slot 4 | None |
Slot 5 | None |
Slot 6 | Cream Light Husky (4% : T1) |
Slot 7 | None |
Slot 8 | None |
Slot 9 | White Tamaskan Unders (6% : T7) |
Slot 10 | Black Wings (7% : T2) |
Biography
Pronunciation: SEH-fee
Name Meaning: A softened form of Persephone, goddess of seasons and hidden sorrow—fitting for a wolf who masks heartache with warmth and mischief.
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Sephi was born to a rigid, tradition-bound pack where joy was rationed and affection earned through obedience. She never fit. Too loud, too curious, too much. Roan, a smooth-talking loner with wild ideas, was the first to make her feel seen. When he invited her to leave with him, she didn't hesitate. They ran off together, laughing like wind and fire—Sephi certain she'd found both freedom and forever.
Together, they started their own ragtag band. It was chaotic, thrilling, imperfect. Sephi made it fun—her laugh held the group together even when prey was scarce or tempers ran hot. But Roan had a way of slipping loose from things. One morning, she woke up to find his scent gone, their camp empty but for a note scrawled in clawmarks: "Don't follow."
She didn't.
Instead, she made jokes. Big, loud, absurd ones. About her "amazing taste in males," about being "too pretty to pine." She wore her heartbreak like a costume—bright and defiant. She wandered alone for moons, keeping others entertained, keeping herself from thinking too long. Her humor wasn't a weapon—it was armor. A wall made of stories, pranks, and quick laughter.
She found Apex Thread after helping a wounded pup she stumbled across near their borders. She brought the pup back with a wild tale about fighting off a hawk and falling in a river (only one of which was true). Shadow, watching her charm the pup into giggles, saw the pain tucked behind her jokes. He let her stay—not out of pity, but because he knew she needed somewhere to be real, even if she didn't know it yet.
Now, Sephi is the pack's beloved instigator. She dares pups to climb higher (with her spotting), teaches them to howl off-key, and always has a comeback ready. She's the fun aunt—the one who lets them be messy, loud, brave.
But when the fire dies down and the den goes quiet, she sometimes steps outside and stares into the dark, smile faded, just for a moment.
Name Meaning: A softened form of Persephone, goddess of seasons and hidden sorrow—fitting for a wolf who masks heartache with warmth and mischief.
⸻
Sephi was born to a rigid, tradition-bound pack where joy was rationed and affection earned through obedience. She never fit. Too loud, too curious, too much. Roan, a smooth-talking loner with wild ideas, was the first to make her feel seen. When he invited her to leave with him, she didn't hesitate. They ran off together, laughing like wind and fire—Sephi certain she'd found both freedom and forever.
Together, they started their own ragtag band. It was chaotic, thrilling, imperfect. Sephi made it fun—her laugh held the group together even when prey was scarce or tempers ran hot. But Roan had a way of slipping loose from things. One morning, she woke up to find his scent gone, their camp empty but for a note scrawled in clawmarks: "Don't follow."
She didn't.
Instead, she made jokes. Big, loud, absurd ones. About her "amazing taste in males," about being "too pretty to pine." She wore her heartbreak like a costume—bright and defiant. She wandered alone for moons, keeping others entertained, keeping herself from thinking too long. Her humor wasn't a weapon—it was armor. A wall made of stories, pranks, and quick laughter.
She found Apex Thread after helping a wounded pup she stumbled across near their borders. She brought the pup back with a wild tale about fighting off a hawk and falling in a river (only one of which was true). Shadow, watching her charm the pup into giggles, saw the pain tucked behind her jokes. He let her stay—not out of pity, but because he knew she needed somewhere to be real, even if she didn't know it yet.
Now, Sephi is the pack's beloved instigator. She dares pups to climb higher (with her spotting), teaches them to howl off-key, and always has a comeback ready. She's the fun aunt—the one who lets them be messy, loud, brave.
But when the fire dies down and the den goes quiet, she sometimes steps outside and stares into the dark, smile faded, just for a moment.
Birth Stats | ||
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Strength | Speed | Agility |
Unknown | Unknown | Unknown |
Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
Unknown | Unknown | Unknown |
Birth Information | |
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Moon | Unknown |
Season | Unknown |
Biome | Unknown |
Decorations and Background |
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Background
None equippedDecorations
Above
None equipped!
Below
None equipped!
Currently
Pupsitter
Proficiency | |
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Hunting: Stalking | |
Hunting: Chasing | |
Hunting: Finishing | |
Scouting | |
Herbalism | |
Pupsitting |
Statistic | Count |
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Total Number of Scouts | 0 |
Total Number of Hunts | 0 |
Successful Hunts | 0 |
Total Number of Lessons Taught | 0 |
Pupsitting Information | |
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Pupsitting Proficiency |
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Total Protection | 80% |
In current pack for 23 rollovers
Wolf created on 2025-04-30 03:47:15