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Belongs to Occidere III's Former Pride

Mira

Your lioness has been flirted with 2 times! 2 have failed.
Lion Stats
Experience
23220 / 28160 (82%)
Level 17
Strength 108 Speed 102
Stamina 114 Smarts 92
Agility 98 Skill 76
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 590
Lion Currents
Age 14 years, 1 month old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Trusting (Good)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 92.948717948718%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father ❧ Mocha ❧ (Deceased) Mother Andromeda (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred 14 days ago Fertility Very Low (12%) View All Cubs Bred (1)
Appearance Markings
Base Liver (Dark Brown Skin) Slot 1: Celestial Cover (46%) Tier 3
Slot 3: Cherry Undershine (98%) Tier 3
Slot 6: Celestial Agouti (56%) Tier 3
Slot 7: White Venter (79%) Tier 3
Slot 8: Celestial Speckles (86%) Tier 3
Slot 9: Cream Inverted Brawl (100%) Tier 3
Slot 10: White Underfur (41%) Tier 1
Genetics Black Medium Solid Common
Eyes Pink
Mane Type Normal
Mane Color Celestial
Mutation Primal
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
None!
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 306 Successful Hunts 297 Success Rate 97%


Biography
Telling you to stay perfectly still, Mira carefully removes the small piece of bone that has been stuck in your teeth for days. (7/22/19)
You notice Mira glaring at Omisha from across the den. When you go to question her, she replies with a small squak. and shakes her head. "I- What?- No!! I'm not jealous she's doing better than me now in training, I'm just angry that she rudely took the rest of my meal... That's all." (7/22/19)
Just a month ago, she was struggling to keep up in her training. She still was doing pretty well, but lower for a lioness her age. Now, Amara could begin to see how well she was doing. Amara grinned and ducked into the den after Mira. A soft smell of rotting flesh hit her nose and a faint scent of... dog, she huffed. "Mira-" But before she could finish, Mira turned around to meet face-to-face with the unnaturally large lioness. "Sorry! There was a mishap during training, and I was pushed into a rottin-" Amara softly growled, and shook her head. "Bathe yourself. You wont be training until I can't smell your filth from outside of the den." Mira lowered her head, nodding. "Yes, your majesty." She turned into the den, moving inside and beginning to bathe. (7/23/19)





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