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Midnight #9245

TigershellDoesArt #1880 (BoA)

Level

EXP (Tracker) ⇨

Incomplete

Passage

War

Neutral

Peace

Neutral

Knowledge

Neutral

Power

Neutral

Achievements

No Achievements

Titles

No Titles

Character Details

Name: Midnight

Nickname(s): N/A

Health Status: Healthy

Pack: Váttarmenn Váða

Gender: Female

Age: Ageless

Height: 160cm

Weight: 1200lbs

Build: Hrosven (Standard)

Coat: Standard

Genotype: ss/cr/br/Bk/Se/Sb

Phenotype: Black with Siamese, Sable

Horns: None

Physical Mutations: None

Mutations: None

Slots: This character cannot breed yet.

Current Profession: Spirit Seeker

Design Credits

TigershellDoesArt

Personality Traits

Compassionate

Elusive

Introverted

Fixated

Sentimental

Personality

Theme song: Where is your rider by the Oh Hellos
Status: setting up
Birthday (date of import release): May 30th 2026
Breeder: raffle/giveaway

Midnight is a sentimental soul, once a Vikings warhorse during the time of the Blood plague. She was a filly before Fenrir ever showed his face to the humans. She remembers the time where Viking and Felvarg hunted together; because she was to one to haul their shared victories.
But, as everyfel knows; the Blood plague changed all that. Midnight died at the fang of a Felvarg and her body became dust. Centuries as a spirit who lingered at the edges of Sandfell, where she once resided with the family she once lived with and loved.
The return of the Hrosven shifted something though. So, Midnight now truly walks and perceives the world she has watched change and move on without her.

History

Timelines:

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Horse:

(0 to 9)

Midnight lived with a small family of Vikings for as long she could remember. They were a peaceful sort; far more interested in the art of weaponry and craft than waging war. Faces and names mostly blur from this time in her old life, but she does remember their daughter. A bright red-haired girl who gave Midnight the feathers in her hair all those years ago.

(10 to 11)

Midnight remembered the way the air shifted across Ulfrhiem when the blood wars started. Cold, sharp as a sword point and deadly. Weeks passed, friends of Midnight's family fell. Then the plague overtook Midnight's home. The air turned rancid with blood smell. Soon enough, they all fell to the sickness, and there was nothing to be done. Felvargs ravaged what was left of Midnight's home. So there she died. Her and her families' bodies left for crows.

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Spirit:

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Relationships

Moon #7700

Status: future