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Miss Fortune

"The Dangerous Seer

This lioness will come into heat in 2 days.

Lion Stats
Experience	4557 / 18590 (24%)
Level	14
Strength	99	Speed	81
Stamina	112	Smarts	121
Agility	130	Skill	60
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	603

Lion Currents
Age	13 years, 1 month old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Snarky
Personality	Lazy (Snarky)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Neferkasokar (Deceased)	Mother	Red Reverse Vitiligo Mash 3 (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	23 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (10%)	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Mauve (Red Skin)	Slot 1: Onyx Lace (41%) Tier 3 Slot 2: Red Reverse Vitiligo Mash (92%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Red Web (16%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Onyx Web (1%) Tier 3 Slot 7: Demonic Rogue (59%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Red Ringed (46%) Tier 1
Genetics	Red Medium Countershaded Common
Eyes	Draconid
Mane Type	Sideburn
Mane Color	Demonic
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
The Fence Above Expression: Sadistic Hollow Eyes Muddy Rocks Scar: Hind Leg Left Vulture Feather and Skull Necklace Gaboon Viper Hungry Gaboon Viper

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	187	Successful Hunts	187	Success Rate	100%

Biography
You have traveled a long way and find yourself in a dusty, dull looking land. Not much life is thriving in such a place. Even the plants are turning brown due to the lack of rain. Nothing but a lone fence and the hisses of a few unhappy snakes give you the company here. Yet, you sniff the air, trying to catch a scent. You were told she would be here... "What brings you to lil' Miss Fortune?" The voice seemed to come from nowhere, causing you to jump and your fur to stand on end. You quickly turn torwards the source of the noise with feline grace and dexterity. As if she had been there the whole time, a rusty coated lioness was laying in the dirt. Her eyes seemed hollow, like two unending voids that are difficult to keep contact with. Her pelt, even though a beautiful color, is messy and unkempt. Two gaboon vipers keep close to her, eyeing you with suspicion. You get the feeling that if you lay a paw on her, these guards would be glad to give you a hefty dose of venom. This makes you second guess giving her a slap for that smug look on her face. "So, are you going to answer me? ...actually, I probably have a good guess." Miss Fortune runs a paw lazily across the dirt, making a shape appear underneath. "You're all the same. You want to know if your future holds fame, a surplus of gold beetles, or a strong, thriving pride. Maybe you even seek 'love', if you're foolish enough to believe in it." The shape underneath her paw begins to glow a soft golden hue. "If it doesn't hold what you seek, that is when you will bargain with me to change the future. Desperately beg me to avoid the oncoming pain. The question is... what will you give me in return for a future of glory and happiness?" The smug look on her face turns to one full of sadistic pleasure. What in the world are you getting involved with? Should you give her something precious for a good future, or should you run while you still can?

Biography

You have traveled a long way and find yourself in a dusty, dull looking land. Not much life is thriving in such a place. Even the plants are turning brown due to the lack of rain. Nothing but a lone fence and the hisses of a few unhappy snakes give you the company here.

Yet, you sniff the air, trying to catch a scent. You were told she would be here...

"What brings you to lil' Miss Fortune?"

The voice seemed to come from nowhere, causing you to jump and your fur to stand on end. You quickly turn torwards the source of the noise with feline grace and dexterity.

As if she had been there the whole time, a rusty coated lioness was laying in the dirt. Her eyes seemed hollow, like two unending voids that are difficult to keep contact with. Her pelt, even though a beautiful color, is messy and unkempt. Two gaboon vipers keep close to her, eyeing you with suspicion. You get the feeling that if you lay a paw on her, these guards would be glad to give you a hefty dose of venom. This makes you second guess giving her a slap for that smug look on her face.

"So, are you going to answer me? ...actually, I probably have a good guess."

Miss Fortune runs a paw lazily across the dirt, making a shape appear underneath.

"You're all the same. You want to know if your future holds fame, a surplus of gold beetles, or a strong, thriving pride. Maybe you even seek 'love', if you're foolish enough to believe in it."

The shape underneath her paw begins to glow a soft golden hue.

"If it doesn't hold what you seek, that is when you will bargain with me to change the future. Desperately beg me to avoid the oncoming pain. The question is... what will you give me in return for a future of glory and happiness?"

The smug look on her face turns to one full of sadistic pleasure. What in the world are you getting involved with?

Should you give her something precious for a good future, or should you run while you still can?

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