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"Dirty Good"

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This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 6 real life days.
Lion Stats
Experience
0 / 100 (0%)
Level 1
Strength 60 Speed 74
Stamina 92 Smarts 84
Agility 76 Skill 9
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 395
Lion Currents
Age 4 years, 1 month old
Hunger
40%
Mood
90%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Trusting (Good)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 16.025641025641%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Badrudeen (Deceased) Mother Sabah View Full Heritage
Last Bred 17 days ago Fertility Very Low View All Cubs Bred (0)
Appearance Markings
Base Birch (Dark Brown Skin) Slot 1: Fallow Shimmer (62%) Tier 0
Slot 2: Ice Cover (87%) Tier 3
Slot 3: Ice Crackle (90%) Tier 3
Slot 4: Feline 6 Onyx (31%) Tier 2
Slot 5: Ivory Lace (45%) Tier 3
Slot 6: Lilac Lace (79%) Tier 3
Slot 7: Feline 7 Onyx (100%) Tier 2
Slot 10: Vitiligo 6 (76%) Tier 2
Genetics Black Light Solid Common
Eyes Starshine
Mane Type Crested
Mane Color Skyward
Mutation Dorsal Fur
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
None!
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 0 Successful Hunts 0 Success Rate 0%


Biography
Dorsal Fur threw up on Grandpaw Abrar's foot after eating something yucky. Grandpaw Abrar isn't mad - he just tells his grandcub to trust their nose next time.

You see Dorsal Fur froze in place after they threw a rotten egg in the direction of another cub. It seems like they ended up hitting Grandpaw Abrar right on the head instead. He lets out an exaggeratedly-annoyed growl as the gross, smelly yolk drips down his mane and muzzle. Dorsal Fur prepares to be smacked, but instead gets some of the yolk smudged all over their face! Grandpaw Abrar laughs at the cub's reaction and pats them gently on the back before ushering them to a nearby body of water to get cleaned off.

Telling you to stay perfectly still, Dorsal Fur carefully removes the small piece of bone that has been stuck in your teeth for days.

Dorsal Fur greets you as you approach, and prones herself in front of you, nuzzling your paws.





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