Wolfdog

NOTE: This profile is still a work in progress. Content subject to change when I stop procrastinating and add more info.

History will go here when I'm not too lazy to write it out.

List of current desires, IC or otherwise:

- More interactions. Seriously, I came back to Yellowstone after nearly a decade to RP. Shoot me a whisper sometime, I park my pixels at Helv's den but Saber often wanders the surrounding areas so pretty much anyone can meet him.

Snow White was one'a the first folks I met at Helvetios, and the first to invite me to stay and lick my wounds at their den. Real motherly type, I dunno how she fits such a big ol' heart in that little chest'a hers. No matter what's goin' on she always seems to know the right thing to say. I know she's got her demons, and don't we all, but she still puts on a smile and puts others first. I've grown to respect her a great deal, even if her affection can be a bit much sometimes. I know she means well so I ain't gonna hold it against'er.


Found me halfway to six feet under and lookin' like I lost a fight with a lawnmower. Her and her little mouse friend - Mitzy, I think? - tended my wounds, then she took me home to meet daddy dearest... who just so happens to be Alpha of a whole ass pack. Least he wasn't waitin' for me with shotgun in-paw like the stereotypes humans have. She seems nice enough. Maybe a bit too nice. So far she ain't asked for nothin' in return for helpin' me, which I find mighty strange. In my experience if it seems too good to be true, it usually is. I ain't gonna be the one to look a gift horse wolf in the mouth, though. I owe her my life and that ain't somethin' I'll soon forget.

Hadria's old man, and a pack Alpha. Helvetios or somethin' like that, if I'm understandin' right. Not sure what to make of him yet, but he was gracious enough to let me lick my wounds in his pack's den, so I got that goin' for me. Which is nice. Fell asleep pretty quick after I got there though, so we didn't talk much. Probably gonna gimme the boot once I can walk without fallin' on my face again, which is fine. Got no expectations of these folks just lettin' me bum around forever. All kindness has its limits.

The other woman that was hangin' out with Volcan all close-like when I got to the den. Never said much to me, but got real excited when this cat called Khiva waltzed in. Perked right up. damn near started dancin' on the spot - probably coulda used the tappin' of 'er paws to dig me a grave right then and there with how happy she seemed. Strange sight to see, but they seem to be real good friends from what I overheard of 'em all talkin'. Guess it ain't too surprisin' - way she smells, I think she's a mix-blood like me. Wolf, and... somethin' else. Not sure. Got alotta orange on 'er though, could almost pass for a real big fox. 'Fore she settled in for the night she gave me her name, least I think that's what it was. Weird name, maybe I'll hafta ask her what all that's about sometime.

Chemotherapy's feline friend. Kinda looks like a prim an' proper lil' snowball, you know how cats are about keepin' clean; came struttin' into Volcan's den like she owned the place. Which checks out for a cat. Got no strong feelin's about 'er either way; never took issue with cats back when I was still livin' with humans, and she got all wrapped up with pleasantries right after introducin' herself to me so we never traded more than a few words. Polite lil' thing if nothin' else.

01 August 2025 - Text edits
27 July 2025 - Text edits, nothing important
13 July 2025 - Added some new faces in Saber's life.
08 July 2025 - Nuked the whole thing from orbit. It was the only way to be sure.

24 July 2017 - Text edits, misc. edits
20 January 2016 - Text edits
04 January 2016 - Contacts, seeking updated
02 June 2015 - Contacts updated
16 April 2015 - Text edits
15 April 2015 - Contacts updated
12 March 2015 - New art added, minor text edits
23 August 2014 - New art added