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Sorrel

"Shaman and Shop Keeper"

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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 2 real life days.
Lion Stats
Experience
12551 / 13310 (94%)
Level 12
Strength 191 Speed 204
Stamina 183 Smarts 219
Agility 236 Skill 46
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 1079
Lion Currents
Age 8 years, 1 month old
Hunger
20%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Cuddly (Good)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 46.794871794872%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Kagerou (Deceased) Mother Brynehil (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred 21 days ago Fertility Very Low (21%) View All Cubs Bred (0)
Appearance Markings
Base Sorrel (Pink Skin) Slot 1: Fiery Bottom (100%) Tier 3
Slot 2: Vitiligo 2 (77%) Tier 2
Slot 4: Feline 2 Onyx (91%) Tier 2
Slot 5: Ice Crackle (83%) Tier 3
Slot 6: Demonic Feralis (55%) Tier 3
Slot 7: Cloudburst Shroud (95%) Tier 3
Slot 8: Feline 1 Onyx (48%) Tier 2


This lion has 1 marking hidden on the following slot:
11
Genetics Red Light Countershaded Common
Eyes White
Mane Type Sideburn
Mane Color Angelic
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Under the Tree

Above
Seraphim Veil
Screaming Rabbit Relic
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 113 Successful Hunts 113 Success Rate 100%


Biography
You travel in the vast grasslands of Fortem's field, You've been walking for awhile that you've almost memorized every landmark there is here. You stop in your tracks to squint at some unusual looking tree's in the distance that you for sure knew would provide incredible amounts of shade. You continue towards them in hopes to be able to Rest In Peace away from the beaming sun. As you came closer to one of the trees a familiar figure starts to come into your sight, It's the shaman of the pride.. She looks to be struggling with the tree as she tries to dig something out from a gap, you tilt your head.

"Hello. What are you doing?"

She jumps out of surprise and quickly faces you lifting her head up to see you clearly under her ragged garments.

"You.. Traveller what on earth are you doing?" she flicks her tail, trying to compose herself of the fright.

"I should be asking you the same thing.. Uh, Do you need help?" You reply, offering a subtle kind gesture.

"No. Not like a skinny aardvark like you can do anything to help." She hisses quietly and continues to dig in the gap.

You huff out of stubbornness and approach the Shaman. She's the skinny aardvark here.. she looks like she could barely weigh down an antelope or let alone noting that she isn't of average size.

The Shaman feels a difference in your presence and spiritual energy, she slowly takes her paw out to step aside only to silently judge you. You align yourself with the small gap, analyzing it then quickly breaking it open with your two mighty paws allowing easier access to whatever is inside.

"There!" You huff proudly.

"You fool, this is one the most ancient trees in Fortem's Field! and you just bashed a hole in it!" She complains.

Jeez. So much for that.

You watch the Shaman stalk by you grabbing a bundle of feathers and bones inside the tree carefully.

"But also... Thank you." She says bitterly and walks away, disappearing into the grass..

She doesn't seem like a very advanced Shaman.. Oh well not your business anymore, you lay down to take a quick power nap.





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