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Belongs to Watchful's Former Pride

Elimisha

"Proud|"

Your lioness has been flirted with 4 times! 2 have failed.
Lion Stats
Experience
15279 / 28160 (54%)
Level 17
Strength 139 Speed 117
Stamina 103 Smarts 120
Agility 156 Skill 87
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 722
Lion Currents
Age 15 years, 4 months old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Good
Personality
Proud (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 Lightning of the Glowing Sky (Deceased) Mother Unina View Full Heritage
Last Bred More than 20 days ago Fertility Very Low (22%) View All Cubs Bred (1)
Appearance Markings
Base Noctis (Black Skin) Slot 1: Ice Undershine (31%) Tier 3
Slot 2: Blue Vitiligo 3 (45%) Tier 3
Slot 3: Fuchsia Marbled Unders (34%) Tier 3
Genetics Black Dark Solid Rare
Eyes White
Mane Type Thick
Mane Color Celestial
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
None!
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 264 Successful Hunts 264 Success Rate 100%


Biography
You sneak up on Elimisha, purposefully badly. The little one finds your crappy stalking hilarious, and is giggling while trying to pretend you've got them!

Elimisha doesn't want a nap. Doesn't NEED a nap. Which is what they are telling you. Crying. At the top of their lungs. Yeah. Sure. You carry the little bugger to bed.

Elimisha is rolling all over you and chewing on your fur. You kind of want to murder something, but you hold it in. This cub is great. This is your cub. Happy cub is good. Yup.

As you walk into her sight, Elimisha proudly gets up to strut in front of you, showing off her sleek fur.

Elimisha is busy meticulously grooming her paws and claws of any dirt and blood that clings to them. They have to be perfect. She doesn't even notice you.

Elimisha seemed to be trying to get your attention. As you approached, you see that she had lined up several meerkat carcasses neatly on the ground. She smiles and awaits your praise.

You see Elimisha strutting around, chest held high. As you walk up, she tells you that this pride is the Average pride in the lands! Well now, damn straight!





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