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Belongs to King Koero's Pride
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Mariko

"Slate"

This lioness is pregnant! She will give birth in 3 real life days. She has been bred to King Koero (#176876). She does not have a nest! Her cubs may be unsafe when she gives birth unless a nest is built!

Lion Stats
Experience	1995 / 1760 (100%)
Level	5
Strength	13	Speed	8
Stamina	9	Smarts	6
Agility	10	Skill	5
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	51

Lion Currents
Age	12 years, 8 months old
Hunger	11%
Mood	85%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Sarcastic (Snarky)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Dhampir (Deceased)	Mother	Mayenie	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	Today	Fertility	Very Low (21%)	View All Cubs Bred (3)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Slate (Black Skin)	Slot 1: Blue Cozy (77%) Tier 3 Slot 2: Onyx Siamese (42%) Tier 3 Slot 3: Blue Vitiligo 6 (22%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Ice Cover (86%) Tier 3 Slot 7: Demonic Feralis (37%) Tier 3
Genetics	Black Dark Countershaded Rare
Eyes	Red
Mane Type	Barbary
Mane Color	Demonic
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
[D] Great Fires Background Above Hanging Embers

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	15	Successful Hunts	14	Success Rate	93%

Biography
Mariko - means 'unreal' or 'phantom' in Māori. Pronunciation: mah-ree-koh (roll r) -------- You greet Mariko and ask her how she is. She informs you that she is FANTASMIC, and she is ABSOLUTELY fine with not getting a share of the last meal. Really. You and Mariko 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. Mariko 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. Mariko 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.

Biography

Mariko - means 'unreal' or 'phantom' in Māori. Pronunciation: mah-ree-koh (roll r)
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You greet Mariko and ask her how she is. She informs you that she is FANTASMIC, and she is ABSOLUTELY fine with not getting a share of the last meal. Really.

You and Mariko 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.

Mariko 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.

Mariko 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.

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