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Milkstream

"Warrior"

Lion Stats
Experience	8657 / 18590 (46%)
Level	14
Strength	133	Speed	164
Stamina	140	Smarts	169
Agility	168	Skill	71
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	845

Lion Currents
Age	14 years, 3 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Unreliable (Snarky)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Naseem III (Deceased)	Mother	cocoa-sun-fiery-lil-inf-vit3 (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	20 days ago	Fertility	Low	View All Cubs Bred (4)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Cocoa (Tan Skin)	Slot 1: Ivory Unders (44%) Tier 3 Slot 2: Skyward Cover (87%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Ivory Vesture (72%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Onyx Lace (54%) Tier 3 Slot 8: White Panther (98%) Tier 3 Slot 10: Celestial Speckles (100%) Tier 3
Genetics	Black Medium Countershaded Rare
Eyes	Sunglow
Mane Type	Diabolic
Mane Color	Slate
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Above Blue Diadem Caterpillar [1]

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	176	Successful Hunts	172	Success Rate	97%

Biography
Milkkit -> Milkpaw> -> Milkstream Was that Milkkit over there staring at a boulder? This is not what you meant when you suggested some training. Was she attempting to move the rock with the power of her mind? Okay then, You just let her carry on with that. Milkkit was practicing her pouncing skills. When she spotted you, she suddenly crouched on the ground and crawled away. Cute. You proposed a race to Milkkit to see who is faster but she insisted on instead telling you about that one time you snorted a beetle up your nose, and it was funny, and she tried inhaling the beetle except it wasn't a beetle. A long silence followed. With a little wiggle, Milkkit leapt from her crouch, stumbled, and dove headfirst into a polecat. Yay? Milkkit seemed to find something of interest, and clawed her way up to inspect it. Milkkit finally decided it might be fun to tussle for a while, until they got bored. You grin at Milkpaw and asked if she found out where the wildebeests were moving to, like you asked her to yesterday. Her greeting faltered and she looked guilty. Oh, she forgot. Again. When you approach Milkstream, she does not stop cleaning herself in her private area and the licking sound gets even louder. Milkstream is too absorbed in scratching at the ground to notice your presence.

Biography

Milkkit -> Milkpaw> -> Milkstream

Was that Milkkit over there staring at a boulder? This is not what you meant when you suggested some training. Was she attempting to move the rock with the power of her mind? Okay then, You just let her carry on with that.

Milkkit was practicing her pouncing skills. When she spotted you, she suddenly crouched on the ground and crawled away. Cute.

You proposed a race to Milkkit to see who is faster but she insisted on instead telling you about that one time you snorted a beetle up your nose, and it was funny, and she tried inhaling the beetle except it wasn't a beetle. A long silence followed.

With a little wiggle, Milkkit leapt from her crouch, stumbled, and dove headfirst into a polecat. Yay?

Milkkit seemed to find something of interest, and clawed her way up to inspect it.

Milkkit finally decided it might be fun to tussle for a while, until they got bored.

You grin at Milkpaw and asked if she found out where the wildebeests were moving to, like you asked her to yesterday. Her greeting faltered and she looked guilty. Oh, she forgot. Again.

When you approach Milkstream, she does not stop cleaning herself in her private area and the licking sound gets even louder.

Milkstream is too absorbed in scratching at the ground to notice your presence.

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