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Isabelle

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This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 1 real life day.
Lion Stats
Experience
13728 / 24750 (55%)
Level 16
Strength 155 Speed 179
Stamina 179 Smarts 174
Agility 171 Skill 67
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 925
Lion Currents
Age 12 years, 8 months old
Hunger
20%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Brutal (Evil)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 82.051282051282%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Mendel (Deceased) Mother Giggles (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred 22 days ago Fertility Very Low (10%) View All Cubs Bred (2)
Appearance Markings
Base Mauve (Red Skin) Slot 2: White Unders (34%) Tier 1
Slot 4: White Ends (49%) Tier 1
Slot 5: Feline 4 Onyx (28%) Tier 2
Slot 6: White Tips (59%) Tier 1
Slot 9: White Low Flow (24%) Tier 1
Genetics Red Medium Countershaded Common
Eyes Blue
Mane Type Diabolic
Mane Color Unholy
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations

Above
Scar: Long Left Eye
Scar: White Eye Right
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 242 Successful Hunts 228 Success Rate 94%


Biography
Mauve F Cub is following Grandpaw Tetsuya's every move today - hopping in his footsteps, perking up at the same noises, even swishing and flicking their tail like his. Grandpaw Tetsuya is keenly aware that his grandcub is there, but says nothing about it.

Poor old Grandpaw Tetsuya was resting away from the cubs for a reason today, but that didn't stop Isabelle from bounding over and bumping their Grandpaw's chin with the top of their head in adoration before scarpering off. Grandpaw Tetsuya stares after them as they scamper away, but whatever he wanted to say isn't spoken.

You trot towards Isabelle to say hello, but you get smacked fiercely onto your cheek. You stand in shock, as she keeps giving you smacks, one after another, until you let out a growl, to which she replies with a roar. Women. You like them rough, don't you?

You were having some trouble getting into a carcass with a tough hide, so you invited Isabelle to share with you. Sure enough, she proudly tore the decaying beast to shreds. You wonder if her claws are permanently bloodstained.





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