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Hazelnut

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This lioness is in heat and will be for 2 more days.
Lion Stats
Experience
752 / 5390 (13%)
Level 8
Strength 114 Speed 62
Stamina 62 Smarts 71
Agility 72 Skill 17
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 398
Lion Currents
Age 12 years, 2 months old
Hunger
20%
Mood
90%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Romantic (Good)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 78.205128205128%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Kreiger Caramel Sundae (Deceased) Mother Cloudburst (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred More than 20 days ago Fertility Low (54%) View All Cubs Bred (1)
Appearance Markings
Base Hazelnut (White Skin) Slot 1: Bloodbourne Siamese (52%) Tier 3
Slot 2: Onyx Face (50%) Tier 1
Slot 4: Chocolate Freckles 1 (58%) Tier 3
Slot 6: Arctic Smoke (74%) Tier 3
Slot 7: Feralis Onyx (33%) Tier 6
Slot 9: Vitiligo 4 (64%) Tier 2
Genetics Cream Medium Countershaded Common
Eyes Green
Mane Type Normal
Mane Color Deep Fawn
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Golden Water

Above
Jewelry: Royal Bedlah
Starving Cub
Sleeping Fawn
Arum Lily Frog

Below
Paperback Acacia
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 33 Successful Hunts 33 Success Rate 100%


Biography
In the early morning light, you come across a blue and brown female lounging under an acacia tree. The golden light reflects off a small pool of water behind her. When you approach, she turns her green eyes towards you with a smile. You notice a very skinny cub and a fawn curled up beside her, sleeping.

"Shh. I just got them settled down." She coos quietly, patting the ground beside her. As you sit, she gently explains that she found the cub when she was on a hunt once and just couldn't leave the poor thing to die, so she brought it back to the pride to nurse it back to health. The fawn also found on a hunt, already injured by a human poacher's trap.

As she is explaining, you both look over the two little youngin's beside her. She has a loving sparkle in her eyes, and you can't help but admire the lass. Before you two can speak anymore, the King approaches and requests you join him for a morning feast. You, of course, don't think twice about accepting the offer and stand, waving goodbye to the lioness and taking one last look at the two babes. A cheerful smile resides on your maw as you follow the King back to the main pride denning area.





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