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Gwendolyn

"{ White bow, white ring }"

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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 6 real life days.
Lion Stats
Experience
2550 / 2750 (92%)
Level 6
Strength 49 Speed 46
Stamina 52 Smarts 56
Agility 39 Skill 19
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 261
Lion Currents
Age 6 years, 9 months old
Hunger
25%
Mood
60%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Brutal (Evil)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 36.538461538462%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Shere Khan { King } (Deceased) Mother Lindia View Full Heritage
Last Bred 17 days ago Fertility High View All Cubs Bred (0)
Appearance Markings
Base Ivory (Brown Skin) Slot 1: Onyx Lace (3%) Tier 3
Slot 3: Red Wavelet (60%) Tier 1
Slot 6: Vitiligo 8 (37%) Tier 2
Slot 7: White Blaze (77%) Tier 0
Slot 10: Hyena Stripes Heavy Onyx (28%) Tier 3


This lion has 1 marking hidden on the following slot:
11
Genetics Cream Light Countershaded Special
Eyes White
Mane Type Blade
Mane Color Nuummite
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
None!
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 18 Successful Hunts 18 Success Rate 100%


Biography
Base Change { Ivory } is sitting in the grass looking bummed. You pick them up by the scruff of the neck and carry them to your sleeping spot, where you groom them until they feel better.

You were having some trouble getting into a carcass with a tough hide, so you invited Gwendolyn { Adolescent } to share with you. Sure enough, she proudly tore the decaying beast to shreds. You wonder if her claws are permanently bloodstained.

You charged Gwendolyn as soon as you saw her this morning. She snarled in ferocity and tackled you to the floor. You didn't miss the grin behind her snarl, though!

You trot towards Gwendolyn to say hello, but you get smacked fiercely onto your cheek. You stand in shock, as she keeps giving you smacks, one after another, until you let out a growl, to which she replies with a roar. Women. You like them rough, don't you?

You were having some trouble getting into a carcass with a tough hide, so you invited Gwendolyn to share with you. Sure enough, she proudly tore the decaying beast to shreds. You wonder if her claws are permanently bloodstained.





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