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Belongs to Vhagar's Pride
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Jerico

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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 8 real life days.
Lion Stats
Experience
0 / 100 (0%)
Level 1
Strength 66 Speed 58
Stamina 72 Smarts 55
Agility 49 Skill 9
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 309
Lion Currents
Age 7 years, 6 months old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Evil
Personality
Rebellious (Evil)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 42.307692307692%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Black Flower (Deceased) Mother Joy View Full Heritage
Last Bred 15 days ago Fertility Good (80%) View All Cubs Bred (3)
Appearance Markings
Base Birch (White Skin) Slot 3: Immolation Feline (56%) Tier 3
Slot 5: Sunset Siamese (44%) Tier 3
Slot 6: White Frosting (56%) Tier 1
Slot 7: Arctic Smoke (54%) Tier 3
Slot 8: White Cobweb (82%) Tier 3
Slot 9: Nimravus Red (76%) Tier 6
Slot 10: Onyx Vitiligo (56%) Tier 3


This lion has 3 markings hidden on the following slots:
11, 13, 14
Genetics Black Light Solid Common
Eyes Blue
Mane Type Thick
Mane Color Demonic
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
None!
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 0 Successful Hunts 0 Success Rate 0%


Biography
You majestically stand on the biggest hill in your territory, surveying your lands. You notice Jerico standing next to you, copying your glorious stance. Awww yeah. We're the best!

When you approach Jerico sleeping on the ground, she slowly wakes up, turning on her back and wiggling around. She tries to touch your muzzle with her paws.

When you greet her, Jerico smacks you with her tail as she turns around to take care of her own damn business.

You come up to Jerico and hear her talking about escape plans to another pride mate. As you approach, she suddenly gets quiet and looks a bit guilty. Perhaps some extra patrolling is in order tonight.

You trot towards Jerico to say hello, but you get smacked fiercely onto your cheek. You stand in shock, as she keeps giving you smacks, one after another, until you let out a growl, to which she replies with a roar. Women. You like them rough, don't you?





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