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Belongs to 's Former Pride

Wintershard

"KEEPING! (Fertility: Goddess)"

Lion Stats
Experience	5271 / 13310 (39%)
Level	12
Strength	39	Speed	26
Stamina	24	Smarts	43
Agility	28	Skill	31
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	191

Lion Currents
Age	15 years, 9 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Intrepid (Good)

Elder Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Zevon (Deceased)	Mother	Prune clouded (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	More than 20 days ago	Fertility	Low (60%)	View All Cubs Bred (3)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Bronze (Dark Brown Skin)	Slot 2: Red Ridge (21%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Onyx Ridge (53%) Tier 3 Slot 6: Vitiligo 7 (44%) Tier 2 Slot 7: Feralis White (40%) Tier 6 Slot 10: Vitiligo 6 (88%) Tier 2
Genetics	Red Dark Countershaded Common
Eyes	White
Mane Type	Crested
Mane Color	Redwood
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
[D] Zambian Bush Above Jewelry: Rhodonite Sarong Bundle of Lovebirds [Black-Masked] Bundle of Lovebirds [Blue Opaline] Bundle of Lovebirds [Peach-Faced] Jewelry: Loop Scarf [Dioptase] Fortnight Lily

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	124	Successful Hunts	122	Success Rate	98%

Biography
Warning: some scrolling required, thank you. She had been turned out by her former pride for reasons unknown to her. Looking around as lions and cubs moved about the clearing she listened to the low rumble of chatter feeling lost. Nearby a male shouted. Turning to the source she spotted the male moving toward her. No, he was looking past her. Glancing behind her she scanned the crowd for the one being called. She had no name. Fear and surprise flooded her when the males shadow rested on her. Looking up she felt tiny. "Wintershard, are you ready to go?" Confused she allowed herself to be carried off. Entering the males' territory she found her voice. Though none of her questions were answered she soon found herself placed before a group of lionesses surrounded by cubs of various ages. It was clear the pride was doing well. Yet she had no idea why she was brought here. Looking around she noticed a lion of pure white, next to him was a young male with the longest fangs she had ever seen. Something within drew her toward the long-fanged lion and soon she found herself tagging along behind him. If she expected a scolding she was in for a surprise. The pride appeared to encourage them to spend time together. After all, it kept her out of trouble. Wintershard sits next to you and watches the horizon for any incoming danger. Bees included.

Biography

Warning: some scrolling required, thank you.

She had been turned out by her former pride for reasons unknown to her. Looking around as lions and cubs moved about the clearing she listened to the low rumble of chatter feeling lost. Nearby a male shouted. Turning to the source she spotted the male moving toward her. No, he was looking past her. Glancing behind her she scanned the crowd for the one being called. She had no name. Fear and surprise flooded her when the males shadow rested on her. Looking up she felt tiny. "Wintershard, are you ready to go?" Confused she allowed herself to be carried off. Entering the males' territory she found her voice. Though none of her questions were answered she soon found herself placed before a group of lionesses surrounded by cubs of various ages. It was clear the pride was doing well. Yet she had no idea why she was brought here. Looking around she noticed a lion of pure white, next to him was a young male with the longest fangs she had ever seen. Something within drew her toward the long-fanged lion and soon she found herself tagging along behind him. If she expected a scolding she was in for a surprise. The pride appeared to encourage them to spend time together. After all, it kept her out of trouble.

Wintershard sits next to you and watches the horizon for any incoming danger. Bees included.

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