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Belongs to ˚☽˚ Lady Petrichor ˚☽˚'s Pride
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Mao

" uneven"

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This lioness is in heat and will be for 2 more days.
Lion Stats
Experience
1147 / 5390 (21%)
Level 8
Strength 59 Speed 50
Stamina 55 Smarts 57
Agility 54 Skill 10
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 285
Lion Currents
Age 12 years, 8 months old
Hunger
51%
Mood
80%
Sex Female
Pose Kind
Personality
Soft (Kind)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 82.051282051282%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father S̴e̴b̴a̴s̴t̴i̴a̴n̴ (Deceased) Mother Daffodil (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred More than 20 days ago Fertility Average View All Cubs Bred (2)
Appearance Markings
Base Dikela (Brown Skin) Slot 2: Maofelis Noctis (50%) Tier 6
Slot 4: Feline 6 Onyx (100%) Tier 2
Slot 9: Ebony Rugged Rump (76%) Tier 3
Genetics Black Dark Countershaded Common
Eyes Blue
Mane Type Sideburn
Mane Color Fawn
Mutation Patches (Uneven)
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Wild Waterhole

Above
Fancy Guinea Pig [Himalayan]
Flower Crown [Syrian Speedwell]
Shiny Rock Septum Ring [Blue]
Stardust
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 33 Successful Hunts 33 Success Rate 100%


Biography
Clean, gift from Akashi <3
You flop down for a nap, and Mao joins you for a good snuggle! Best cuddle buddy ever.
Ugh, sometimes getting tangles out of your mane is such a hassle! Luckily, Mao offers to help. She is magical at mane-detangling, and you are grateful for her aid.
You got stung by a wasp in your last territory patrol, but luckily Mao was around to gently lick the wound. You feel better after her gentle tending.

As you approach Mao, she smiles and as you make eye contact, you see why Vivien has considered making her his queen. Her patterns are like optical illusions, continuously swirling and zig-zagging across her soft, furry body. Nearby, a pale snake relaxes in the sun beside her tail, while an eagle eyes you from a low branch. She follows your gaze and looks up, chuckling.
"Vivien freed that eagle from a poacher's cage," she explained gently, "and I suppose it took a liking to him, followed him home, and remains in the pride. He likes us." You look at the eagle once again, and it's clear that it likes Mao best of all. The albino python resting beside her flicks its tongue, and she nudges it with a paw. "This little guy just showed up. He hangs around here, too. I guess it's a miracle these two have gotten along." She points with her nose to the snake eagle, who doesn't look particularly hungry at the moment.





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