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Isra

Patches (Dense)

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

Appearance		Markings
Base	Penumbra (Gray Skin)	Slot 2: White Underfur (76%) Tier 1 Slot 6: Celestial Agouti (23%) Tier 3 Slot 8: Celestial Speckles (56%) Tier 3 Slot 10: Onyx Cheetah Royal (2%) Tier 3
Genetics	Black Dark Countershaded Special
Eyes	Starshine
Mane Type	Diabolic
Mane Color	Celestial
Mutation	Patches (Dense)
Marking Slots	10

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Dark Forest Above Body Paint: Swirls Chain [Silver] Leg Wraps Mysterious Stranger's Tail Bands Obnoxious Raven Shamanic Tarot: Death Withered Crown Common Raven [1]

Biography
Born 11/18/18; Frozen 5/13/2019 at 14 years 7 months You majestically stand on the biggest hill in your territory, surveying your lands. You notice Isra standing next to you, copying your glorious stance. Awww yeah. We're the best. Isra huffs a greeting when you approach, but as soon as you're too close she smacks your cheek. Ow! When you greet her, Isra smacks you with her tail as she turns around to take care of her own damn business. You ask Isra if she wants a tip on her hunting technique, and she tells you she'd rather learn from a log. Ugh, brat. You come up to Isra and hear her talking about escape plans to another pride mate. As you approach, she suddenly gets quiet and looks a bit guilty. Perhaps some extra patrolling is in order tonight. Dropped her fert to 1% for her last four heats, used lion meat and buffy balls on each one and the only decent cub she gave was a penumbra. She's lucky she was the first mutie born in my pride.

Biography

Born 11/18/18; Frozen 5/13/2019 at 14 years 7 months

You majestically stand on the biggest hill in your territory, surveying your lands. You notice Isra standing next to you, copying your glorious stance. Awww yeah. We're the best.

Isra huffs a greeting when you approach, but as soon as you're too close she smacks your cheek. Ow!

When you greet her, Isra smacks you with her tail as she turns around to take care of her own damn business.

You ask Isra if she wants a tip on her hunting technique, and she tells you she'd rather learn from a log. Ugh, brat.

You come up to Isra and hear her talking about escape plans to another pride mate. As you approach, she suddenly gets quiet and looks a bit guilty. Perhaps some extra patrolling is in order tonight.

Dropped her fert to 1% for her last four heats, used lion meat and buffy balls on each one and the only decent cub she gave was a penumbra. She's lucky she was the first mutie born in my pride.

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