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The Story I Write

This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 6 real life days.

Lion Stats
Experience	384 / 3960 (9%)
Level	7
Strength	162	Speed	192
Stamina	195	Smarts	195
Agility	176	Skill	15
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	935

Lion Currents
Age	3 years, 10 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Vain (Snarky)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Junimo (Deceased)	Mother	Thabisa	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	17 days ago	Fertility	Good (83%)	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Silver (White Skin)	Slot 3: Maroon Coat (93%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Feline 4 Onyx (94%) Tier 2 Slot 7: White Taper (44%) Tier 3 Slot 8: White Half (56%) Tier 1 Slot 10: Celestial Speckles (54%) Tier 3
Genetics	Black Medium Solid Common
Eyes	Green
Mane Type	Wavy
Mane Color	Lilac
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
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Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	19	Successful Hunts	19	Success Rate	100%

Biography
You get into an argument with The Story I Write over who would win in a fight - Apedemak or the Sangoma Leader. The cub says Apedemak, because he's a lion...but you've seen what that human does with the weather… It's a quiet day. Or, it was. Now The Story I Write is bouncing on your belly. Yes, we know you're bored. We get it. You don't have to say it over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over again…. You settle down to groom The Story I Write, and she seems very pleased. At least she did. You accidentally slobbered a bit too much and she stalked off with a disgusted noise. Crap. Licking her private parts, The Story I Write turns around a bit to show you exactly what she's cleaning. You greeted The Story I Write in passing, but she seemed embarrassed to say hi. She seemed to be desperately hiding some brambles caught in her fur from you.

Biography

You get into an argument with The Story I Write over who would win in a fight - Apedemak or the Sangoma Leader. The cub says Apedemak, because he's a lion...but you've seen what that human does with the weather…

It's a quiet day. Or, it was. Now The Story I Write is bouncing on your belly. Yes, we know you're bored. We get it. You don't have to say it over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over again….

You settle down to groom The Story I Write, and she seems very pleased. At least she did. You accidentally slobbered a bit too much and she stalked off with a disgusted noise. Crap.

Licking her private parts, The Story I Write turns around a bit to show you exactly what she's cleaning.

You greeted The Story I Write in passing, but she seemed embarrassed to say hi. She seemed to be desperately hiding some brambles caught in her fur from you.

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