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Jakten
Statistics
Species
Arabian Wolf

Sex
Female (She/her)

Age
4 years

Height
Average

Weight
Average

Build
Slender

Eyes
Grey Purple

Fur
Steel blue + White

Scent
Rose wood

Oddities
Split nose, slight sag to her stomach


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Snarky | Caring | Guarded | Selfish
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Avoir elle est avoir les etoiles
3-3-3 OC
Herbalist
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Delta hadn't left the den too much recently, staying close to the little ones and dipping out to retrieve water from the puddles that formed from rain. Today, early in the morning she had asked Amon to stay with the pups, she had to get up and stretch, and this was the perfect chance.

Delta had bounded from the den when Amon got there, not daring to wait, wanting to spend little time away. She was thankful for Amon helping her make the nest, it was comfortable and she didn't ache half as bad as she would be without it, knowing the pups would be warm with it without her.

For now, Delta was hauling ass through the lower parts of the cliffs. In her jaw was a bundle of swamp milkweed, plucked from its growing spot near a swamp pond. She truly hadn't been gone long, maybe 10 minutes at most, on her way back was when she spotted the sage, sitting nestled between a few bushes, quickly she nipped a few leaves off the stems, to allow regrowth even with the impending winter. With her desired herbs, Delta bounded for the den, strides wide and landing with confidence in her movements. She had recovered wonderfully, besides the aches in her stomach and the soreness of her jaws.

Carefully, as she neared, she boofed out a greeting, an alert that she was entering the den and slowly she crawled in. Tail wagging lightly seeing the bundles nestled into the furs, carefully, she laid down a moment, chewing on the milkweed and sage before swallowing them swiftly.

Alright..hmm, it's..a bit early to teach yins to walk but what's the harm!

She was talking as if she expected a response, but she knew they wouldn't be able to besides a babbles.
Howlentines 2025
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Heimir
Jakten
Statistics
Species
Arabian Wolf

Sex
Female (She/Her)

Age
0 (09/13/2025)

Height
Tall

Weight
Average

Build
Athletic

Eyes
Garnet

Fur
Deep gray-blues that fade into a yellowish cream

Scent
Petrichor and honeysuckle

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Scatterbrained ▪︎ Friendly ▪︎ Adventurous ▪︎ Foolish
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The little bean had been sleeping soundly, curled against her mother’s warmth. Then, all of a sudden, she was dislodged and left behind! How rude!

Well, not truly left, Father was there, and her siblings, too. Still, she had been so very comfy… oh well. Time to play, she decided.

She "lunged" for the nearest sibling she could reach, tiny jaws opening in a playful attempt to chew. Her little paws pressed against soft fur, as if she could do any real harm at all. Her attack was in full swing when Mother returned!

Mother was making noises again, sounds she didn’t yet understand, but they instantly claimed Aspasia’s full attention. Releasing her sibling, she abandoned her very serious assault and squeaked up at her. Her eyes were still adjusting to the light, her ears learning new sounds each day.

Bababa. Brrrrr.

The little bean beamed, or at least, as close to a smile as her tiny face could manage at this stage of life.
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Heimir
Jakten
Statistics
Species
50% arabian wolf, 50% ?? wolf

Sex
afab (She/Her)

Age
2 months

Height
Short

Weight
Average

Build
Average

Eyes
Gold

Fur
Silver blues, tans and white

Scent
Dew, Helios and wet dog

Oddities
Split nose, shaggy fur, kinked tail


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Nippy | Smart mouth | high strung
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I'm bout to crash tf out
2-1-2 OC


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Helia wasn't too bothered when Ma left, simply rolling over and laying atop Helios contently. Paws splayed towards the roof of the den, she could smell father, the heavy scent of him lingering and the soft rose wood of ma laid heavy in the furs they laid upon.

Helia wasn't too keen on moving around, she was far too tired and didn't have the strength to roll herself around. Her kinked tail didn't help with balance, but would it have even if it wasn't kinked? No one would know, for now Helia laid snoozing atop her siblings, stomach full of soup.

Only till the boof of her mother echoed off the stone did she stirr, eyes blinking open and adjusting to the light that leaked through the cave entrance. Carefully Helia moved and stared beady eyed up at the blues of Ma, she couldn't see..much, but she knew this wolf was Ma, instincts screamed it was. The words she spoke unknown, but still striking the little one to whine faintly, excitment most likely. She could see one other sibling who noticed Ma was back, As...Aspa...Asspascia? She couldn't recall what word she heard spoken when Ma or Pa had spoken to the female.
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