ID #9827403
This wolf has not rolled over today and will not be able to be traded or gifted until its next rollover.
| Currents | |
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| Age | 5 years 7 months (Adult) |
| Sex | Male |
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| Personality | Confident |
| Breeding Information | |
|---|---|
| Age in Rollovers | 134 |
| Pups Bred | 238 pups bred |
| Last Bred | 3 days ago |
| For Stud | Yes |
| Stud Price | 1 or 250 |
| Items Applied | None! |
| Pair Bond | |
| Looks | |
|---|---|
| Base | Spore (0.03%) |
| Base Genetics | Special Medium * |
| Eyes | Sapphire |
| Skin | Noctiluca |
| Nose | Black |
| Claws | Lusxnei |
| Mutation | None |
| Secondary Mutation | Piebald: Biewer  |
| Carrier Status | View Report |
| Variant | Sentinel |
| Markings
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| Slot 1 | Selene Lupos (90% : T3) |
| Slot 2 | Umbra Blight (46% : T3) |
| Slot 3 | Penumbra Aurora (79% : T3) |
| Slot 4 | Moonlight Agouti (66% : T3) |
| Slot 5 | Ghost Medium Husky (46% : T3) |
| Slot 6 | Artemis Ornate Waves (85% : T3) |
| Slot 7 | Luna Ornate Blotches (44% : T3) |
| Slot 8 | Selene Ornate Spots (65% : T3) |
| Slot 9 | Biform Freckles (90% : T3) |
| Slot 10 | Diana Carnage (92% : T3) |
Biography
Name
He was the god of light and the sky, which the ancient Greeks considered to be "blue ether" that represented heaven
Lore
The moon hung high above the forest, its silvery light casting an ethereal glow that danced upon the ground. I tread softly among the shadows of towering trees, their gnarled branches twisting like ancient, skeletal fingers. My name is Aether, and I am a creature of this nocturnal realm. A wolf blessed by the gods, with a pelt swirling in hues of purple and blue, shimmering with whispers of galaxies woven into the fibers of my being.
In this lunar forest, the day never arrives. Light, as mortals know it, is a distant dream, choked by the oppressive darkness that clings to the air like a shroud. It is a strange world where even the grass feels alive under my paws, bending and swaying as I tread upon it. I often muse that the flora and fauna share my purpose, loyal subjects bowing to the celestial ruler they sense within me.
Yet my dominion is fraught with peril. Creatures akin to me roam these woods, and they are drawn to the lunar magic that saturates the ground like an intoxicating elixir. They possess tendrils that ripple from their sides, slithering through the underbrush, hungry for power and control. Each encounter with them has become a fight for survival.
Tonight, I can feel the tension in the air, the oppressive weight of a storm brewing on the horizon. As I venture deeper into the heart of the forest, the moonlight flickers, casting shifting shadows that play tricks on the eye. The animals of the wood appear alert, eyes glowing with an otherworldly sheen. I can taste the pulse of their warning, a collective awareness whispering through the wind.
My heart beats steady as I navigate through the familiar twisted paths, each step careful and deliberate, attuned to the quiet symphony of the night. I close my eyes for a moment, allowing the energy of the forest to entwine with me. The whispering spirits of the trees wrap around my being, imbuing me with their strength. With every breath, I draw upon the ancient magic that flows through the veins of this land, preparing me for what lies ahead.
Suddenly, I sense them, shadows gliding among the trees with a grace that belies their malicious intent. Tendril beasts emerge from the underbrush like phantoms of despair, their eyes aglow with malevolence. They are hunting for the power I embody, seeking to unseat my claim to this dominion.
As the leader of the pack lunges towards me, I respond instinctively, a counterattack of harmonic fury. I unleash a howl blessed by the gods, a sound that reverberates through the very fabric of the night, wrapping itself around the beasts like a tangible force. My voice, an entrancing melody of sorrow and strength, sends shivers through the air, momentarily halting their advance.
But I can feel their desperation. They are cursed; driven by a darkness that binds them to this place. They are not merely foes but remnants of the same celestial tapestry that has gifted me with my beauty and power. "Why?" I howl, my voice echoing against the moonlit backdrop. "Why do you seek my crown?"
Their response is a cacophony of hisses and growls, a twisted rebuttal that sends chills down my spine. They wish to claim the moon's magic for themselves, to absorb my essence and ascend into dominance. In that moment of realization, I understand; they are creatures bound to this forest, just as I am. They feel the gravitational pull of power I possess, just as I feel the heavy longing to protect and lead.
The fight escalates, tendrils thrashing against my form, but I am not the monster they perceive. I am Aether, the unifier, the one who can bring balance back to this eternal night. Channeling the moon's glow, I now know what must be done.
In a spiral of movement, I weave through their attempts to ensnare me. With my howl now transformed into a song of unity, I reach out to the darkened hearts of my assassins. "We can share this gift!" I call, my voice a soothing balm to their rage. "Let us bow to the moon together, as guardians of this forest!"
At first, they hesitate, swaying as my song wraps around them like the gentle embrace of silver light. The forest itself seems to sigh, the vines no longer hostile but eager to weave their paths together. Piece by piece, their aggression falls away, and unity blooms where once there was only conflict.
When the moon reaches its zenith, the tendril-beasts lower their heads in understanding. I stand at the center, surrounded by my former foes, now turned allies. A pact has been forged in this lunar forest, and as I look into the deep sapphire eyes of what was once my greatest threat, I feel a profound shift.
The gods grant me a vision; the moon glows even brighter, and with it comes the knowledge that I am not merely the ruler but the protector of this realm. Harmony settles over the wilderness as I howl once more. This time a call to celebrate the dawn of a new age, where darkness thrives not as an enemy but as a companion under the watchful gaze of the moon.
In this forest, I have created a home at last.
Expenses
Base Change Bedrock T1 to Spore T*
Born with 9 T3 Markings only change Biform Freckles to Slot 9
20gc to retire previous stud
AD
https://www.wolvden.com/wolf/9827403 Come dance under the stars with Aether! G3 | T* Spore | Biewer | 10 M | Sapphire Eyes | 300sc or 1gc
^MY og ad even though it was taken
https://www.wolvden.com/wolf/9827403 Bask under the moon beside Aether! G3 | T* Spore | Biewer | 10 M | Sapphire Eyes | 300sc or 1gc!
^ NEW AD
Under Decor/Pose/Mutation
Nakey Aether
Refunded Breedings
Ash: 1/1
Crow: 1/1
Nirvana: 1/1
Eostre: 1/1
WillO'TheWisp: 2/2
Aspen: 2/2
Gram_: 2/2
Detective Purple: 2/2
Kenjamin: 1/2
Earnings
GC: 4
Sc: 14,525
Slots
Week 1: 3/15 started on weekend 
Week 2: 9/15
Week 3: 15/15 AHH SOLD OUT
Week 4: 7/15
Week 5: 7/15 again
Week 6:
Week 7:
Week 8:
Week 9:
Week 10:
Lore
In this lunar forest, the day never arrives. Light, as mortals know it, is a distant dream, choked by the oppressive darkness that clings to the air like a shroud. It is a strange world where even the grass feels alive under my paws, bending and swaying as I tread upon it. I often muse that the flora and fauna share my purpose, loyal subjects bowing to the celestial ruler they sense within me.
Yet my dominion is fraught with peril. Creatures akin to me roam these woods, and they are drawn to the lunar magic that saturates the ground like an intoxicating elixir. They possess tendrils that ripple from their sides, slithering through the underbrush, hungry for power and control. Each encounter with them has become a fight for survival.
Tonight, I can feel the tension in the air, the oppressive weight of a storm brewing on the horizon. As I venture deeper into the heart of the forest, the moonlight flickers, casting shifting shadows that play tricks on the eye. The animals of the wood appear alert, eyes glowing with an otherworldly sheen. I can taste the pulse of their warning, a collective awareness whispering through the wind.
My heart beats steady as I navigate through the familiar twisted paths, each step careful and deliberate, attuned to the quiet symphony of the night. I close my eyes for a moment, allowing the energy of the forest to entwine with me. The whispering spirits of the trees wrap around my being, imbuing me with their strength. With every breath, I draw upon the ancient magic that flows through the veins of this land, preparing me for what lies ahead.
Suddenly, I sense them, shadows gliding among the trees with a grace that belies their malicious intent. Tendril beasts emerge from the underbrush like phantoms of despair, their eyes aglow with malevolence. They are hunting for the power I embody, seeking to unseat my claim to this dominion.
As the leader of the pack lunges towards me, I respond instinctively, a counterattack of harmonic fury. I unleash a howl blessed by the gods, a sound that reverberates through the very fabric of the night, wrapping itself around the beasts like a tangible force. My voice, an entrancing melody of sorrow and strength, sends shivers through the air, momentarily halting their advance.
But I can feel their desperation. They are cursed; driven by a darkness that binds them to this place. They are not merely foes but remnants of the same celestial tapestry that has gifted me with my beauty and power. "Why?" I howl, my voice echoing against the moonlit backdrop. "Why do you seek my crown?"
Their response is a cacophony of hisses and growls, a twisted rebuttal that sends chills down my spine. They wish to claim the moon's magic for themselves, to absorb my essence and ascend into dominance. In that moment of realization, I understand; they are creatures bound to this forest, just as I am. They feel the gravitational pull of power I possess, just as I feel the heavy longing to protect and lead.
The fight escalates, tendrils thrashing against my form, but I am not the monster they perceive. I am Aether, the unifier, the one who can bring balance back to this eternal night. Channeling the moon's glow, I now know what must be done.
In a spiral of movement, I weave through their attempts to ensnare me. With my howl now transformed into a song of unity, I reach out to the darkened hearts of my assassins. "We can share this gift!" I call, my voice a soothing balm to their rage. "Let us bow to the moon together, as guardians of this forest!"
At first, they hesitate, swaying as my song wraps around them like the gentle embrace of silver light. The forest itself seems to sigh, the vines no longer hostile but eager to weave their paths together. Piece by piece, their aggression falls away, and unity blooms where once there was only conflict.
When the moon reaches its zenith, the tendril-beasts lower their heads in understanding. I stand at the center, surrounded by my former foes, now turned allies. A pact has been forged in this lunar forest, and as I look into the deep sapphire eyes of what was once my greatest threat, I feel a profound shift.
The gods grant me a vision; the moon glows even brighter, and with it comes the knowledge that I am not merely the ruler but the protector of this realm. Harmony settles over the wilderness as I howl once more. This time a call to celebrate the dawn of a new age, where darkness thrives not as an enemy but as a companion under the watchful gaze of the moon.
In this forest, I have created a home at last.
Expenses
Born with 9 T3 Markings only change Biform Freckles to Slot 9
20gc to retire previous stud
AD
^MY og ad even though it was taken
https://www.wolvden.com/wolf/9827403 Bask under the moon beside Aether! G3 | T* Spore | Biewer | 10 M | Sapphire Eyes | 300sc or 1gc!
^ NEW AD
Under Decor/Pose/Mutation
Refunded Breedings
Crow: 1/1
Nirvana: 1/1
Eostre: 1/1
WillO'TheWisp: 2/2
Aspen: 2/2
Gram_: 2/2
Detective Purple: 2/2
Kenjamin: 1/2
Earnings
Sc: 14,525
Slots
Week 2: 9/15
Week 3: 15/15 AHH SOLD OUT
Week 4: 7/15
Week 5: 7/15 again
Week 6:
Week 7:
Week 8:
Week 9:
Week 10:
| Birth Stats | ||
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| Strength | Speed | Agility |
| 66 | 83 | 77 |
| Wisdom | Smarts | Total |
| 59 | 52 | 337 |
| Birth Information | |
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| Moon |  Full Moon |
| Season |  Spring |
| Biome | Deciduous Forest |
| Decorations and Background |
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Background
Lunar Forest Fog4 uses left
Decorations
Above
Lunar Moon Lamp4 uses left
Lunar Dream Tail Rope4 uses left
Swirling Luminous Fungi Spores4 uses left
Lunar Dream Bracelet3 uses left
Sporebeaded Bodywrap4 uses left
Dreamlands Light9 uses left
Dreamlight [Gentle]4 uses left
Cnitharian Touch9 uses left
Spore Growth Stones4 uses left
Rings of Wolf9 uses left
Below
Lunar Polyporus Mushrooms4 uses left
In current pack for 135 rollovers
Wolf created on 2024-04-15 20:02:16