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Frío

"Gryphon Prince"

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Lion Stats
Experience
0 / 100 (0%)
Level 1
Strength 86 Speed 56
Stamina 41 Smarts 44
Agility 53 Skill 6
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 286
Lion Currents
Age 9 years, 9 months old
Hunger
12%
Mood
100%
Sex Male
Personality
Mysterious (Neutral)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 59.615384615385%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Hygeru (Deceased) Mother Jovair (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred N/A Fertility N/A View All Cubs Bred (0)
Appearance Markings
Base Silver (Dark Brown Skin) Slot 2: Onyx Siamese (64%) Tier 3
Slot 4: Blue Lace (100%) Tier 3
Slot 8: Feline 7 White (44%) Tier 3
Slot 10: White Lace (24%) Tier 2
Genetics Black Medium Solid Common
Eyes Starshine
Mane Type Tsavo
Mane Color Bloodbourne
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Herb Grove at Night

Above
Keeper of the SkyCustom Decor
Giraffe Bracers
Helinus integrifolius
Lucky Lamb Hoof Necklace
Rough Roots
Scar: Neck
Shining Drongo Feathers Decor
Agathosma crenulata
Flower Crown [Red Disa]
Reed Canary Grass [1]
Melanistic Barn Owl
Silene Capensis
Large Leaves Decor
Chilly Wind

Below
Red Mangrove Tree
Shrub Formation [Green]
Kiwano
Lifetime Patrolling Results
Total Patrols 12 Total Stats Gained 23 Total Items Gained 2


Biography
Frío hadn't known his mother that well - as soon as he was weaned, she left with many like her. They learned of his father's delusions of a "perfect" lion, and he was left behind. His mother knew that he was beautiful to his father and as such would either be the one his father named to pass on his legacy of insanity or otherwise would be sent somewhere pleasant by his father to live out the rest of his days. She slipped away in the night, and his last hazy memory of the lioness was of her putting her forehead to his in the darkness.

And though he had gained most of his appearance from his father, his most defining features made his parentage dubious.

And so Frío had grown up under his father. Hygeru treated him well, but he knew his father's hungry, mad glare was focused on his "cousin," and so he paid little attention to those around him. He saw no point in making friends.

"Although perfection evaded me in my lifetime, may it find you in yours," his father had said as his cousin smirked. Haarkon was cold, methodical, uncaring - unrelated to and totally unlike his father, but what did it matter? Haarkon was no poor ruler. As long as he had his life and his freedom, Frío didn't care.

Haarkon had called him forward after the death of his father. "My cousin," the noble said. He was still. "Care for me and I will care for you." And so he did.





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