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Belongs to Grimwood's Former Pride

Hesperis

"Hella dirty but 12M <3"

Lion Stats
Experience	36951 / 39710 (93%)
Level	20
Strength	114	Speed	120
Stamina	117	Smarts	106
Agility	116	Skill	113
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	686

Lion Currents
Age	14 years old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Sarcastic (Snarky)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Rexor (Deceased)	Mother	(M) Foldie Albino (NC) (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	More than 20 days ago	Fertility	Low	View All Cubs Bred (2)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Isabel (White Skin)	Slot 2: Arctic Rogue (50%) Tier 3 Slot 3: Feline 7 White (63%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Immolation Smoke (70%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Ice Crackle (53%) Tier 3 Slot 6: Silver Tuxedo (52%) Tier 3 Slot 7: Ardor Inverted Brindle (16%) Tier 3 Slot 10: Brimstone Undersides (57%) Tier 3 Slot 11: Chatoyant Feline (55%) Tier 3 Slot 12: Cloudburst Brindle (49%) Tier 3 Slot 14: Fiery Undershine (60%) Tier 3 Slot 15: Immolation Brindle (46%) Tier 3 Slot 16: Brimstone Agouti (47%) Tier 3
Genetics	Black Light Solid Common
Eyes	Peacock
Mane Type	Diabolic
Mane Color	Rhodonite
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	16

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
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Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	500	Successful Hunts	500	Success Rate	100%

Biography
Hesperis slunk up to you, commenting wryly that she totes saw you stumble all over yourself in that last play fight. What a fantastic show that was! She could watch it all day. You and Hesperis got in some trouble with a vicious warthog. After escaping, she suggested you ought to invite the hog for a visit the next time you have guests, for it could liven up any party. You share a chuckle. Hesperis watches you amusedly, and states dryly that she did not know broken feathers were in fashion nowadays. You hastily remove the offending debris from your mane.

Biography

Hesperis slunk up to you, commenting wryly that she totes saw you stumble all over yourself in that last play fight. What a fantastic show that was! She could watch it all day.
You and Hesperis got in some trouble with a vicious warthog. After escaping, she suggested you ought to invite the hog for a visit the next time you have guests, for it could liven up any party. You share a chuckle.
Hesperis watches you amusedly, and states dryly that she did not know broken feathers were in fashion nowadays. You hastily remove the offending debris from your mane.

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