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AW sailed off in a wooden shoe

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Dawnbreak
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Wolf

Sex
Male (They/Them/He/Him.)

Age
3

Height
Very Tall

Weight
Heavy

Build
Athletic

Eyes
Mulberry.

Fur
Midnight purple. Black in the shadows purple in the light.

Scent
Woodsy. Rain. Death. Decay. Lamb

Oddities
Those eyes.

Mark of Mythris
Scars glow softly

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3L - 3S - 3V

Unpredictable. Unstable. Unknowing. Misunderstood.
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Wolf had been on a patrol duty that morning, nose to the ground as he made his way along lines of markings and scratch marks across the bark of the trees. Mulberry optics flicked from ground to sky, than back down again, to observe and keep keen eyes on everything around him.

After a while he snorted a breath of air from his nostrils to the dirt below, sending puffs of dust upwards and causing him to snort louder this time, a sound that was similar to something of discomfort. Wolf shook his head and tried to clear his sinuses before a sneeze overtook, lucky for him he was able to surpass it and sighed before he padded back into the territory.

As he entered further he heard the soft scrapings of something against stone. The indigo man stopped and tried to find where the origin of the sound had come from, once he was able to find it he smiled a tiny bit as the scent of a familiar wolf caught his attention along with the sound. Picking up the pace Wolf trotted nearer to the place where he was getting the sounds and scents from, and when he arrived he was a little confused.

He caught the sight of Euphemia moving back and forth in a half frantic motion, her head sweeping to and fro as she wiped a branch against the terrain below her. He stopped a few feet away, observing her for a few moments and trying to figure out what she was doing. After a couple minutes of watching the male let out a soft chuff of a greeting and waved a low hanging tail to the Pillar of Wisdom.

He had not seen Euphemia since the meeting, and even then he hadn't been able to say anything to her as she had been surrounded by friends and family until the vote. After he had slunk away half embarrassed for speaking in front of so many other wolves.


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sailed off in a wooden shoe - by Euphemia - 6/26/2026, 10:41 AM
RE: sailed off in a wooden shoe - by Wolf - 7/13/2026, 6:03 AM

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