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Belongs to 's Former Pride

Baby Sun

Lion Stats
Experience	5800 / 18590 (31%)
Level	14
Strength	82	Speed	70
Stamina	46	Smarts	81
Agility	47	Skill	9
Total Stats:		335

Lion Currents
Age	14 years, 1 month old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Brutal (Evil)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	卂几ㄩ乃丨丂 (Deceased)	Mother	Lady Moto (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	More than 20 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (1%)	View All Cubs Bred (2)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Sunset (Pink Skin)	Slot 3: White Cobweb (16%) Tier 3 Slot 6: Locust Inverted Quagga (25%) Tier 3 Slot 7: Ardor Feline (25%) Tier 3 This lion has 3 markings hidden on the following slots: 13, 17, 18
Genetics	Red Medium Countershaded Special
Eyes	Blue
Mane Type	Crested
Mane Color	Onyx
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Charred Lands Above Phoenix Small Embers

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

Biography
Onyx Brindle (Slot 13), Royal Strokes (Slot 17), White Undersides (Slot 18). "You notice Baby Sun focused on a small, still moving bird under his paw. He keeps pulling away feather by feather. You stop in your tracks, deciding to not bother him right now." You charged Baby Sun 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 greet Baby Sun. She roars at you. She clearly likes you a lot. You trot towards Baby Sun 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?

Biography

Onyx Brindle (Slot 13), Royal Strokes (Slot 17), White Undersides (Slot 18).

"You notice Baby Sun focused on a small, still moving bird under his paw. He keeps pulling away feather by feather. You stop in your tracks, deciding to not bother him right now."

You charged Baby Sun 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 greet Baby Sun. She roars at you. She clearly likes you a lot.

You trot towards Baby Sun 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?

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