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Hylaan

This lioness will come into heat in 6 days.

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	109	Speed	124
Stamina	109	Smarts	102
Agility	121	Skill	1
Total Stats:		566

Lion Currents
Age	12 years, 6 months old
Hunger	59%
Mood	95%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Sassy (Snarky)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Tyl Regor (Deceased)	Mother	Leona	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	23 days ago	Fertility	Very Low	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Ginger (Red Skin)	Slot 4: Feline 6 Onyx (44%) Tier 2 Slot 8: Henna Marble (21%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Nimravus Onyx (56%) Tier 6 Slot 10: Onyx Quagga (47%) Tier 6
Genetics	Red Medium Countershaded Common
Eyes	Amber
Mane Type	Diabolic
Mane Color	Glacial
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

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Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	0	Successful Hunts	0	Success Rate	0%

Biography
Cub came up and curled into your side. Just as you both were about to fall asleep, they sneeze. Or at least you think that's what that sound was. Your brain was too busy melting from the cute to know for sure. You approach the cub, Your tail waving in the wind like a banner as your paws gently hit against the ground. The cub, sat pompously upon the ground, With such a proud posture you'd almost think it was king. You clear your throat to grab attention of the cubbin, It's head turns to your direction and that' when you notice it... There appears to be... A dark liquid delicately and finely discolouring the cub's fur. It appears to read... "Krai"? You nod your head and turn your tail to leave, Not planning on staying any longer and lord jesus, Meeting the king of this pride.

Biography

Cub came up and curled into your side. Just as you both were about to fall asleep, they sneeze. Or at least you think that's what that sound was. Your brain was too busy melting from the cute to know for sure.

You approach the cub, Your tail waving in the wind like a banner as your paws gently hit against the ground. The cub, sat pompously upon the ground, With such a proud posture you'd almost think it was king. You clear your throat to grab attention of the cubbin,
It's head turns to your direction
and that' when you notice it...
There appears to be... A dark liquid delicately and finely discolouring the cub's fur. It appears to read... "Krai"?
You nod your head and turn your tail to leave, Not planning on staying any longer and lord jesus, Meeting the king of this pride.

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