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Dawnbreak (baby)
Statistics
Species
Wolf

Sex
female (she/her)

Age
0 (6/21/26)

Height
Short

Weight
Average

Build
Petite

Eyes
hazel (gold and green)

Fur
hues of maroon

Scent
pink pepper • rose • sandalwood • Rose

Oddities
ear tufts • speckled pawpads

Mark of Mythris
None

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Rating
3L - 2S - 3V

• Bold • Brash • Co-dependent • Confident • Protective •
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Isaiah
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No one seemed keen on answering her call. Lazy, the lot of them! Well, it was no matter; Eden would find a way to make entertainment for herself. And with a small huff and a stomp of her foot, she turned her tiny back on the den and marched a few precarious feet further. This was particularly daring for her, especially after being scolded by Shiloh for Very-Accidentally falling down a hill.

But she was older now.

Less clumsy.

Mostly.

Tiny chest was puffed, an illusion of bravery as the wind began to whistle. She really didn't go anywhere alone — despite her outer confidence, she was rather co-dependent. For a moment, her head would swivel back toward the den ... just in case someone had heard her. But there was silence.

So she walked forward, inching bravely into the world. And that was when she saw a very strange, very alive-looking rock. The little girl blinked, the hazel in her blue eyes twinkling in the sun as she pushed her tiny red ears forward. That was when she realized that it wasn't really a rock at all ... but her uncle. Suddenly, her fear melted away, her bravery surging to the forefront as she dropped herself into a play pose and began skittering toward the larger, slumbering form.

She was absolutely silent as she neared. Well, as silent as puppy paws could be.

Three,
She placed herself in position.

Two,
She barely could contain her giggle.

One,
She wiggled her little bottom.

And without further hesitation, she launched, aiming to clumsily throw herself at Isaiah and tackle into the side of his neck and shoulders. Like a feral crocodile, she snipped and nipped, erupting into a fit of giggles as she bombarded a sleeping man.

Got 'em.


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headstrong - by Eden - 7/29/2026, 4:55 PM
RE: headstrong - by Isaiah - 7/30/2026, 1:56 AM
RE: headstrong - by Eden - 8/7/2026, 11:12 AM
RE: headstrong - by Finn - 8/7/2026, 12:47 PM

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