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Spirit #6397
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Incomplete
Passage
War
0%
Neutral
Peace
0%
Neutral
Knowledge
0%
Neutral
Power
0%
Neutral
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Character Details
Name: Spirit
Nickname(s): N/A
Health Status: Healthy
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown
Height: 155cm
Weight: 715lbs
Build: Standard
Coat: Standard
Genotype: Ss/cr/br/bk/Hl/Sd/Td
Phenotype: Silver with Highlight, Shadow, and Tipped
Horns: None
Physical Mutations: None
Mutations: None
Slots: This character cannot breed yet.
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Personality
Often mistaken as a ghost due to his coloring, Spirit is a very lonely felvarg. He has no friends, no family. All he wants to do is make friends, but he tends to scare away young pups. And most adults simply think they have imagined him, moving on to whatever they were doing before. Each time this happens he feels more and more dejected. True, he knows the art of being quiet, and tends to stand still a lot, simply gazing wistfully at those around him. But that doesn't mean he isn't friendly. He is, so much that it hurts not to have any friends of his own.
He had a friend, once. But she perished in a particularily fierce snowstorm. She was the one who gave Spirit his name. She said he looked like snow come to life, and he had cherished the name ever since. Not having her around made the ache worse, and he hoped fervently that one day someone would see him as more than just a trick of the light, and choose to be his friend.
He's tried mutliple times to approach other friendly-looking felvargs. But nothing has gone right for him. He's close to giving up hope, or maybe close to dying his fur darker, if only to see if he would be accepted more.
Beneath the loneliness is a felvarg with a warm heart, one who is willing to help others in whatever they need, or to at least try his best. His motto is friends for life, and he will stick by that, even if he ends up hurt.
He had a friend, once. But she perished in a particularily fierce snowstorm. She was the one who gave Spirit his name. She said he looked like snow come to life, and he had cherished the name ever since. Not having her around made the ache worse, and he hoped fervently that one day someone would see him as more than just a trick of the light, and choose to be his friend.
He's tried mutliple times to approach other friendly-looking felvargs. But nothing has gone right for him. He's close to giving up hope, or maybe close to dying his fur darker, if only to see if he would be accepted more.
Beneath the loneliness is a felvarg with a warm heart, one who is willing to help others in whatever they need, or to at least try his best. His motto is friends for life, and he will stick by that, even if he ends up hurt.
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