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Belongs to 's Former Pride

Oat

Lion Stats
Experience	17790 / 24750 (71%)
Level	16
Strength	17	Speed	31
Stamina	18	Smarts	16
Agility	30	Skill	17
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	129

Lion Currents
Age	15 years, 11 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Unreliable (Snarky)

Elder Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Unknown	Mother	Unknown	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	More than 20 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (26%)	View All Cubs Bred (2)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Oatmeal (White Skin)	Slot 8: Under White 4 (74%) Tier 0 Slot 10: Brown Back Hair (42%) Tier 0
Genetics	Golden Medium Countershaded Common
Eyes	Glass
Mane Type	Scarce
Mane Color	Dove Gray
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
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Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	0	Successful Hunts	0	Success Rate	0%

Biography
Oat's ears perk slightly, but she does not acknowledge you as you approach, as she is snoozing. You grin at Oat and asked if she found out where the wildebeests were moving to, like you asked her to yesterday. Her greeting faltered and she looked guilty. Oh, she forgot. Again. You grin at Oat and asked if she found out where the wildebeests were moving to, like you asked her to yesterday. Her greeting faltered and she looked guilty. Oh, she forgot. Again. Oat is too absorbed in scratching at the ground to notice your presence. You grin at Oat and asked if she found out where the wildebeests were moving to, like you asked her to yesterday. Her greeting faltered and she looked guilty. Oh, she forgot. Again. Oat's ears perk slightly, but she does not acknowledge you as you approach, as she is snoozing.

Biography

Oat's ears perk slightly, but she does not acknowledge you as you approach, as she is snoozing.

You grin at Oat and asked if she found out where the wildebeests were moving to, like you asked her to yesterday. Her greeting faltered and she looked guilty. Oh, she forgot. Again.

You grin at Oat and asked if she found out where the wildebeests were moving to, like you asked her to yesterday. Her greeting faltered and she looked guilty. Oh, she forgot. Again.

Oat is too absorbed in scratching at the ground to notice your presence.

You grin at Oat and asked if she found out where the wildebeests were moving to, like you asked her to yesterday. Her greeting faltered and she looked guilty. Oh, she forgot. Again.

Oat's ears perk slightly, but she does not acknowledge you as you approach, as she is snoozing.

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