Fridtjof set off on his own one fateful night, not thinking he would ever return. His motives for leaving are unknown, but nonetheless he is welcomed back with lopsided wolfy grins and howls of joy. Ptarmigan even approaches him, monotone as always, and gives Fridtjof a lick on his furry cheek, a common friendly gesture of greeting among the pack members of the Satyr Wulves.
Brought back home 7/29/2023. Initially chased 7/27/2023. Found by Trustthapo🌈🐺 #22641! Parents were never documented.
Abandoned Den
Scattered Bones
Rabbit Carcass Decor
Arctic White
Lunar Dream Strip Earring
Windswept Spore Dust
Diamond Dust
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