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Belongs to 's Former Pride

Chehelia

"The Mottled Mother [Lachden]"

Lion Stats
Experience	18066 / 21560 (83%)
Level	15
Strength	265	Speed	255
Stamina	307	Smarts	289
Agility	234	Skill	26
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	1376

Lion Currents
Age	14 years, 11 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Nurturing (Good)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	ℬ σ s s	Mother	Chou	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	15 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (26%)	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Chestnut (Dark Brown Skin)	Slot 2: Infernal Agouti (71%) Tier 3 Slot 3: Feline 2 Onyx (62%) Tier 2 Slot 5: Feline 4 Onyx (59%) Tier 2 Slot 6: Mottled Rosette (70%) Tier 5 Slot 9: Feline 3 Onyx (75%) Tier 2
Genetics	Black Dark Solid Common
Eyes	Pink
Mane Type	Diabolic
Mane Color	Slate
Mutation	Mane Silky
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Secluded Waterfall Above Flower Crown [Cape Strawflower] Sunset Moth Western Blue Charaxes Mossy Stones

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	102	Successful Hunts	102	Success Rate	100%

Biography
(from ℬ σ s s #48372) Black Footed Cat: Brielli Sand Cat: Nachtus Lipard: Jeroumi Serval: Relenai Lion: Krezdas Known in her Pride as the Mottled Mother, it wasn't hard to see why: having reached almost 14 years of age with no cubs of her own, Chehelia had found her own way to make good use of her motherly nature. The cubs following her were a small female domestic cat with a tan-and-black tabby coat, a large male lipard cub, a timid-looking female serval kitten, a male lion cub with no overly distinguishable features save for his overly-enthusiastic smile, and a male sand cat keeping close to the tabby cat. "Brielli," the silky-coated elder rumbled in a husky voice, looking to a black-footed tabby cat, "don't get into mischief, please. We are guests and we need to respect those who live here." "Yez, momma," the tiny feline drawled in response, her tone not overly convincing. She and the sand cat both seemed most out of place, being so much smaller than the other cubs, but the lipard, lion, and serval cubs with them hardly noticed as they all whispered excitedly and hopped around. Chehelia chuckled and added without looking back, "The same goes for you, Jeroumi." The lipard's whiskers twitched, and he rolled his pale hazel eyes but didn't respond.

Biography

(from ℬ σ s s #48372)

Black Footed Cat: Brielli
Sand Cat: Nachtus
Lipard: Jeroumi
Serval: Relenai
Lion: Krezdas

Known in her Pride as the Mottled Mother, it wasn't hard to see why: having reached almost 14 years of age with no cubs of her own, Chehelia had found her own way to make good use of her motherly nature. The cubs following her were a small female domestic cat with a tan-and-black tabby coat, a large male lipard cub, a timid-looking female serval kitten, a male lion cub with no overly distinguishable features save for his overly-enthusiastic smile, and a male sand cat keeping close to the tabby cat.

"Brielli," the silky-coated elder rumbled in a husky voice, looking to a black-footed tabby cat, "don't get into mischief, please. We are guests and we need to respect those who live here."

"Yez, momma," the tiny feline drawled in response, her tone not overly convincing. She and the sand cat both seemed most out of place, being so much smaller than the other cubs, but the lipard, lion, and serval cubs with them hardly noticed as they all whispered excitedly and hopped around.

Chehelia chuckled and added without looking back, "The same goes for you, Jeroumi." The lipard's whiskers twitched, and he rolled his pale hazel eyes but didn't respond.

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