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What is a Rainbow Paint Wolf? Well it’s easy, it’s a canine that both resembles a wolf and a dog, but prefers to be called wolf. It’s tail acts like a paint brush, paint and all! Paint strangely grows from it’s fur and in order for the Paint Wolf to get rid of it, it needs to paint! They range around the size of your average Labrador, and come in many different colours, but not just of the Rainbow! They can be bright in colour, dark in colour, and even black, white and grey. They also come in Albino colours, but that is extremely rare. Sometimes they even have powers with their paints, but it depends on how rare they are. Paint Wolf’s eat anything they feel like really, meat, fruit, fish, it’s all up to them! During mating season, the males will show off their paintings to attract a female to them. Their mateship is painting a picture together to show their love for each other is eternal and will mark each other their paint. The average litter size for a Paint wolf is 1-2 Pups. Also between the Paint Wolves there isn’t much of a gender difference.
• Body type 3
• Normal Ears
• Curled tail
• Common orange paint
• Normal Ears
• Curled tail
• Common orange paint
Winner!
Simonpet wrote:Username: Simonpet
Name: Bruno Versi
Gender: Male
Extra: This is a story involving this RPW and Chill of Ice, my first RPW.
"No, I don't want to go outside," I said to no avail. Ice was tugging on me with no intent of letting me go. "Please can you go?"She asked, with a pleading look in her eyes. "You almost never go outside!" She was right. I didn't go outside too often. Instead, I stayed home and played video games all day, with me sticking my nose out the window for some fresh air every five or six hours. But Ice was fun to play with, and she was so cute with her double colored paint... "Oh fine," I said with a sigh. It was a nice day outside; the sun was up, and there were only a few clouds here and there. I got dragged to the beach, where Ice finally let me go. She plunged into the cold water, and started swimming out into the ocean. Before I lost sight of her, she turned and paddled back, as if aware I had made no movements. "Come on," she yelled. "It's nice and cool in the ocean ya know!" I hesitantly approached the surf, and put a paw in. The water wasn't that cold, but I still jerked my paw out. Now or never, I thought. If I didn't get in now, it wasn't likely that I would get in at all.