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Belongs to 🫧Lumi's Pride
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Storm

Svelte

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	1680 / 3960 (42%)
Level	7
Strength	28	Speed	28
Stamina	24	Smarts	27
Agility	17	Skill	4
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	128

Lion Currents
Age	13 years, 10 months old
Hunger	20%
Mood	95%
Sex	Female
Pose	Jolly
Personality	Warm (Kind)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Necrophades (Deceased)	Mother	Blizzard Warning	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	21 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (37%)	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Pewter (Gray Skin)	Slot 1: Onyx Back (69%) Tier 1 Slot 2: Vitiligo 2 (48%) Tier 2 Slot 4: Hyena Stripes Scarce White (34%) Tier 3 Slot 5: White Inverted Cheetah (59%) Tier 1 Slot 8: Blue Lace (57%) Tier 3 Slot 10: Under White 6 (90%) Tier 0
Genetics	Black Dark Countershaded Common
Eyes	White
Mane Type	Scarce
Mane Color	Angelic
Mutation	Piebald (Svelte)
Marking Slots	10

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Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	0	Successful Hunts	0	Success Rate	0%

Biography
Being bought as a cub Storm was adored by the rest of the pride for her mutation. With her warm and kind personality, every lion loved being around this joyful cub. As time went on she grew up randomly talking to herself and staying up late only to observe the stars. Apollo was worried about his young lioness and one day asked what was going on. She replied with that there was always this little ghostly cub following her around and guiding her. It spoke in a small voice, like a whisper. Storm stands on her back legs, cuddling into your soft mane for a bit as a greeting.

Biography

Being bought as a cub Storm was adored by the rest of the pride for her mutation. With her warm and kind personality, every lion loved being around this joyful cub. As time went on she grew up randomly talking to herself and staying up late only to observe the stars. Apollo was worried about his young lioness and one day asked what was going on. She replied with that there was always this little ghostly cub following her around and guiding her. It spoke in a small voice, like a whisper.

Storm stands on her back legs, cuddling into your soft mane for a bit as a greeting.

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