“Woolly's blankets are in museums, but the pack swears the sleeping pile is warmer with her at the center. Duchess measured it with her nose. Science.”
Warmth is a renewable resource.
Rare · One of 150
Woolly
“The dogs survive in stories.”
A Frost dog of The Lost
3 known connections · an open question
The living story
The story so far
Woolly's people were farmers of a different kind — the Coast Salish raised them for their fleece, shearing them every spring like sheep and weaving the wool into blankets warm enough for a chief. She never resented the shears. The blankets in the museums still hold her warmth. Some things don't fade.
Happening now
She lets Duchess braid her coat and pretends it's a nuisance, but she sits very still for it. On cold nights the pack sleeps in a pile with Woolly at the center, and nobody has ever explained the arrangement. Nobody needs to.
What may come
Come spring, she'll ask the others to help her 'shed' the old year — a whole-pack grooming ceremony that ends in a blanket fort. It will become the universe's favorite holiday. The fort will be enormous.
Connected
Whispers about Woolly
Why someone keeps Woolly
- because she gave her warmth to strangers for centuries
- because the blankets in the museums still hold her
- because the sleeping pile needs a center
The Lost
The St. John’s water dog, the Talbot, the Hawaiian poi dog — real dogs, really gone. The pack keeps their bowls full anyway. Extinction, here, is just a longer walk.
Keep this dog
$15 · One of 150
Not for sale yet — when this universe opens its gates, keepers will claim their dogs here. No payment link exists yet; nothing here can be bought.
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At a glance — details & stats
- Element
- Frost
- Pack
- The Lost — Breeds the world forgot
- Rarity
- Rare
- Personality
- The Coast Salish kept Woolly's people for their wool — dog-wool blankets, warm as sheep's. Small, white, Spitz-like, and sheared like sheep every spring. The blankets survive in museums.
- Edition
- One of 150
- Stats
- power 45 · speed 60 · charm 90
Joe was here.
“the old ones say: to know the road ahead, ask those coming back — look closer. The best things here don’t announce themselves.”