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Belongs to Serendibite's Pride
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Ancha-

"Flamestrike"

This lioness will come into heat in 6 days.

Lion Stats
Experience	5724 / 13310 (43%)
Level	12
Strength	60	Speed	85
Stamina	90	Smarts	92
Agility	81	Skill	45
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	453

Lion Currents
Age	7 years, 11 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Cold (Evil)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	𝐄𝐝𝐡𝐞𝐦 (Deceased)	Mother	Daybreak +	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	Never	Fertility	Very Low (48%)	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Dun (White Skin)	Slot 1: White Eyebrows (88%) Tier 1 Slot 2: Unholy Brindle (48%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Brimstone Ghost Feralis (89%) Tier 3 Slot 6: Demonic Rogue (100%) Tier 3 Slot 7: Under Cream 8 (80%) Tier 0 Slot 9: Fiery Inverted Brawl (100%) Tier 3 Slot 10: Sunset Lace (23%) Tier 3
Genetics	Black Medium Countershaded Common
Eyes	Sunglow
Mane Type	Razor
Mane Color	Ice
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Andohahela Above Claws of Bast [Gold] Winged Sandals Decaying Cloak Event Scar: Fallen Champion Expression: Smirk Lion Pride Face Paint [Pink and Orange] Rear Claw Extensions [Gold] Scar: Long Left Eye Scar: White Eye Left War Paint: Inspiration

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	123	Successful Hunts	122	Success Rate	99%

Biography
You tackle-hug Ancha-, happy to see them. Except apparently you did it a little too hard. They wander off crying to their protector. Awwwww crap. You feel awful. Bad lion. Lying on the ground with a displeased grimace, Ancha- notices you and turns her head, watching the horizon now. Ancha- glares at you as you approach, but she does not swat you as you groom her head. Instead, she perches elegantly, making it clear that you can only do this because she is allowing it. You were going to ask Ancha- to join you for a meal, but her icy stare stopped you in your tracks. How lovely.

Biography

You tackle-hug Ancha-, happy to see them. Except apparently you did it a little too hard. They wander off crying to their protector. Awwwww crap. You feel awful. Bad lion.

Lying on the ground with a displeased grimace, Ancha- notices you and turns her head, watching the horizon now.

Ancha- glares at you as you approach, but she does not swat you as you groom her head. Instead, she perches elegantly, making it clear that you can only do this because she is allowing it.

You were going to ask Ancha- to join you for a meal, but her icy stare stopped you in your tracks. How lovely.

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