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Belongs to Aïdes Rex's Former Pride

Heiress Elli

"Retired Heiress"

Lion Stats
Experience
16140 / 48510 (33%)
Level 22
Strength 32 Speed 32
Stamina 25 Smarts 27
Agility 21 Skill 1
Total Stats: 138
Lion Currents
Age 15 years, 7 months old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Snarky
Personality
Nurturing (Good)

Elder Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 100%
Elder Stage 100%
Breeding Info
Father Odin Primær (Deceased) Mother Lybel (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred More than 20 days ago Fertility Very Low View All Cubs Bred (1)
Appearance Markings
Base Demiurge (Dark Brown Skin) Slot 1: Hyena Stripes Scarce Onyx (50%) Tier 3
Slot 2: Cream Trotters (80%) Tier 1
Slot 3: Silky Marozi (34%) Tier 1
Slot 4: White Undercover (91%) Tier 1
Slot 5: Fiery Inverted Brawl (75%) Tier 3
Slot 6: Scoria Brindle (24%) Tier 1
Slot 7: Dark Brown Paw Spotting (42%) Tier 1
Slot 8: Hyena Spots Scarce Ginger (75%) Tier 3
Slot 9: Locust Ghost Feralis (50%) Tier 3
Slot 10: Under Golden 1 (46%) Tier 0
Genetics Black Medium Solid Special
Eyes Sectoral Green & Blue
Mane Type Thick
Mane Color Bloodbourne
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Burning Blight

Above
War Paint: Stealth
Scar: Back Scratch
Scar: Front Leg Right
Scar: Tail
Scar: Muzzle
Celestial Wings - Skyward [Top]
Yemen Warbler

Below
Celestial Wings - Skyward [Bottom]
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 0 Successful Hunts 0 Success Rate 0%


Biography
Having been picked on all day by their siblings, Elli has had enough. Preparing to pounce on a particularly bratty cub, Grandpaw Mfalme jua swoops in just in time. He scolds Elli for not showing forgiveness towards siblings.

You charged Heiress Elli 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 trot towards Heiress Elli 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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