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Wolf Number: 616190
Gender: Female
Age: Deceased
Pack: The Heavens
Breeder:
Weight: 89 Pounds
Build: Lanky
Fur Type: Curly
Generation: 4th

Birthdate: Oct 28, 2015
Sire: Kelnaluith [G3] ◙
Dam: Aura [Starter] CP. here
Mood: Content
Battle Experience: 650
Playfulness: Very High
Birth Defect: Heart Murmur
Boost: None
Total Battle Earnings: 0
Total Mush Found: 0

Offspring Count: 12
Bred This Year: 0
Total Times Bred: 0
Affinity W/Your Pack: Excellent

Talent: Stealth Maternal Empathy Morals Wisdom Battle Agility Spirituality

Talent Count: 10
Injury: None

Adornments

Sales History

Pelt Color

Base Coat: Black (Common)
Eyes: Dark Blue (Common)
Nose: Black (Common)

Somatic Mutation: White

Shoulder: Black
Speckle Type: None
Speckle Color: White

Rarity Score: 11

Character Description

Biography
The face of death. The heart of a demon. The ghost of a smile hints at her face.

Once upon a time, she was happy. A lively pup born into a seemingly normal pack. But that all changed on cold night in July. When she learned what she really was and what she was born to do.

The wind whipped the leaves of the trees, making a carpet of red on the dirt forest floor. The moon was full. A large bonfire was burning in the center of the camp, with the entire pack dancing wildly. A young fae crawled out from her den. Curious at what her pack was doing, she trotted over to the bonfire. Two large wolves came up behind her, clamping chains one her. They dragged her to the blazing fire, where the alphas stood on their thrones of bones.

The black wolf sitting and one of the thrones finally spoke. "Let's quite down everyone! This is a special night. Tonight, Murmur will loose her soul to the devil! Murmur, welcome to your soul ceremony!"
The horror could be seen in the dark blue eyes of Murmur. She was chained to the ground, her whole body shaking. The howling, whooping, and yelling of the pack was ear piercing.
"Let the ceremony begin!"

The witches of the pack chanted, bringing the spirit of the devil into the woods. Then a large wolf walked into the circle, carrying a syringe of black liquid.
"No! Please don't do this! Please!" Murmur's voice was raspy, and full of fear.
"I'm sorry sweet darling, but this is what you were born to do. You will do the deeds of the devil, or you will die. But nobody can do the deeds of the devil if they care, if they have a soul. You will need to remember what you need to do, and you will have to see what the devil needs you to do. So this black liquid will make that possible. One of your eyes will be seemingly dead to normal wolves, but it will allow you to see into the underworld."
The black wolf walked towards her. She squirmed in the chains weighing her down. She looked at the wolf before her.
"Please don't do this!" She pleaded.
"This will hurt a little bit." An he plunged the needle into her left eye.
The pain was unbearable. Her black and white pelt hit the ground with a thud. Her whole world went black.

She couldn't remember what happened. She couldn't remember her past. All she knew was that she had to follow orders and her name was Murmur. Cold wind sent chills up her spine. A branch cracked. She jumped to her feet, growling. A rabbit looked up innocently at her. She shook her head, and turned around a puddle caught her eye. She glared into it. Her left eye was white, her right was blue. Then words appeared. "Find a pack, find refuge." She whispered.

"Welcome to the pack, Murmur! We needed a new hunter and you will succeed Rebain well." Venus and Karakalem, the alphas, were nice and welcoming. She took her place as one of the new trainers and a member of The Warriors. This pack would do fine. They would keep her safe, for her to do her deeds for the devil. Her memories never came back. She still doesn't know her past, and she doesn't care. She doesn't care about anything. And she never will.

Breeding Info
N/A

Personality
Some scars fade, others stay with you your whole life to remind you of the battles you've been through.

Preferences
Breed to-
Mike 55RS 200T
Dexter 55RS 144T
Etzio Auditore 55RS 54T

Special Skills
A fierce member of The Warriors, Murmur is a excellent hunter. She is taking the place of Rebain once she passes and is training the new wolves. She wears a necklace of teeth around her neck, each wolf she kills she takes a tooth from them as a trophy.

She has four pet ravens, Ebony, Eros, Dawn and Damien. Don't tick them off, they have a tendency to peck people's eyes out. You have been warned.

She also had a pet rabbit at one point.. But as you can see she killed it... R.I.P Billy

Character Attributes

Dominance:

59/200

Stealth:

200

200/200

Perception:

200

200/200

Luck:

200

200/200

Maternal:

200

200/200

Social:

200

200/200

Empathy:

200

200/200

Morals:

200

200/200

Resolve:

200

200/200

Composure:

200

200/200

Wisdom:

200

200/200

Battle:

200

200/200

Charisma:

60/200

Agility:

200

200/200

Spirituality:

200

200/200

Total Character Points: 2719

Vitals

Health:

100

100/100

Hunger:

100

100/100

Thirst:

100

100/100

Weather Vitals

Flood : +2

Earthquake : 0

Hurricane : -1

Blizzard : -2

Howling Rating: Unknown

Wrestling Rating: Unknown

Disposition Rating: Unknown

Killsheet

Here is a list of creatures this wolf has defeated.

Squirrel 18	Rabbit 6	Pheasant 10	Deer 3
Elk 3	Chipmunk 1	Turkey 5	Red Fox 11
Badger 11	Boar 5	Wolverine 8	Bobcat 7
Mountain Lion 3	Coyote 5	Woodchuck 2	Skunk 4
Raccoon 1	Hedgehog 1	Beaver 2	Armadillo 3
Ant Eater 6	Bullfrog 33	Rice Rat 35	Marsh Rabbit 22
Anhinga 2	Rattlesnake 5	Snapping Turtle 6	Ocelot 1
Alligator 3	Baboon 31	Leopard 12	Mamba 23
Crocodile 3	Jaguar 15	Sun Bear 24	Anaconda 27
Margay 16	Death Adder 31	Capybara 35	Tapir 17
Antelope 20	Water Buffalo 8	Spider Monkey 24	Sloth 11
Okapi 6	Elephant 2	Flying Fox 8	Bongo 5
Bandicoot 22	Green Python 25	Komodo Dragon 23	Vicuna Wolf 9
Poison Dart Frog 7	Peccary 8	Coatimundi 5	Weretiger 2
Bengal Tiger 7

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