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Belongs to Kaigyrr's Pride
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“magpie.

mottled"

This lion is immortal! It will not age or get hungry.

Appearance		Markings
Base	Sundust (Pink Skin)	Slot 1: Onyx Siamese (43%) Tier 3 Slot 2: Blue Coat (46%) Tier 1 Slot 4: Fiery Belly (54%) Tier 3 Slot 6: Fiery Undercover (54%) Tier 3 Slot 8: Blazing Unders (50%) Tier 3
Genetics	Golden Medium Solid Common
Eyes	Amber
Mane Type	Scarce
Mane Color	Opal
Mutation	Piebald (Mottled)
Marking Slots	10

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Rain Shelter Above Aging Hyena Giant Pouched Rat Guernsey Lily [1] Rattling Bird

Biography
♡You encountered Magpie. Seeking shelter from the pouring rain outside, you stumble and fall under an overhanging rock, collapsing as you wheezed your way into your unconsciousness. you wake up! gasping loudly and heaving yourself upwards, you realise that your no longer where you had fallen. biting the edge of your mouth, you also quickly realise that all your wounds have been bandaged - areas where your flesh had singed off from the rain, areas that had been eaten away by the pouring liquid of the weeping sky. your fire. fuck. you had almost died. shifting in discomfort at your realisation, you do not notice a white patchy lioness entering the leafy territory. a raspy, forgettable voice hits you, making you almost jump. "...the rain hurt you. are you alright?" they say, giving you a plain look - you cannot tell how she feels. no visible display of emotion graces her face, only a blank, unmoving look graces her, almost like someone enclosed by another layer of flesh, corpse-like. "i- i'm alright. i- thank you." you choke, unused to giving out words of appreciation, genuine or not. "i see. you best be moving then. the rain stopped yesterday." they respond, still staring directly into your eyes. you grimace in discomfort, and nod passively in agreement. "last thing. your mother said to stop searching. she cares not for you." the other lion says, in the same forgettable voice, making you take a moment to process the importance of her words. "wait- my..." you snap, turning to to face the other lion, but there is no trace of them. none at all. Bio: Magpie - remove m2,4,8 - 100% m1,6 - oasis app m3: leg spotted fading cimmerian 100% - app: inverted squabble m5 - app: intense gold eyes - app: royal coat of seth

Biography

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♡You encountered Magpie.

Seeking shelter from the pouring rain outside, you stumble and fall under an overhanging rock, collapsing as you wheezed your way into your unconsciousness.

you wake up!

gasping loudly and heaving yourself upwards, you realise that your no longer where you had fallen. biting the edge of your mouth, you also quickly realise that all your wounds have been bandaged - areas where your flesh had singed off from the rain, areas that had been eaten away by the pouring liquid of the weeping sky.

your fire.

fuck.

you had almost died.

shifting in discomfort at your realisation, you do not notice a white patchy lioness entering the leafy territory. a raspy, forgettable voice hits you, making you almost jump.

"...the rain hurt you. are you alright?" they say, giving you a plain look - you cannot tell how she feels. no visible display of emotion graces her face, only a blank, unmoving look graces her, almost like someone enclosed by another layer of flesh, corpse-like.

"i- i'm alright. i- thank you." you choke, unused to giving out words of appreciation, genuine or not.

"i see. you best be moving then. the rain stopped yesterday." they respond, still staring directly into your eyes. you grimace in discomfort, and nod passively in agreement.

"last thing. your mother said to stop searching. she cares not for you." the other lion says, in the same forgettable voice, making you take a moment to process the importance of her words. "wait- my..." you snap, turning to to face the other lion, but there is no trace of them.

none at all.

Bio: Magpie
- remove m2,4,8
- 100% m1,6
- oasis app m3: leg spotted fading cimmerian 100%
- app: inverted squabble m5
- app: intense gold eyes
- app: royal coat of seth

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