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Ivy

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.

Your lioness has been flirted with 6 times! 4 have failed.

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	56	Speed	55
Stamina	63	Smarts	59
Agility	55	Skill	6
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	294

Lion Currents
Age	15 years, 3 months old
Hunger	46%
Mood	49%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Brutal (Evil)

Elder Stage

Breeding Info
Father	December (Deceased)	Mother	Titania	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	15 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (1%)	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Silver (Pink Skin)	Slot 1: Celestial Cover (49%) Tier 3 Slot 2: Onyx Siamese (42%) Tier 3 Slot 3: Onyx Shell (55%) Tier 1 Slot 5: Under White 5 (51%) Tier 0 Slot 8: Celestial Speckles (60%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Feralis Onyx (100%) Tier 6 Slot 10: Under White 2 (26%) Tier 0
Genetics	Black Medium Solid Common
Eyes	Blue
Mane Type	Regal
Mane Color	Augur
Mutation	Piebald (Clouded)
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
None!

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	0	Successful Hunts	0	Success Rate	0%

Biography
Grandpaw Forrest321 coves over and lays down next to Ivy, flicking their tail over to draw the attention of the wild cub. Grandpaw Forrest321 continues, giving the rest of the pride some time off from entertaining Ivy. You greet Ivy. She roars at you. She clearly likes you a lot. You charged Ivy as soon as you saw her this morning. She snarled in ferocity and tackled you to the floor. You didn't miss the grin behind her snarl, though! You trot towards Ivy 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?

Biography

Grandpaw Forrest321 coves over and lays down next to Ivy, flicking their tail over to draw the attention of the wild cub.

Grandpaw Forrest321 continues, giving the rest of the pride some time off from entertaining Ivy.

You greet Ivy. She roars at you. She clearly likes you a lot.

You charged Ivy as soon as you saw her this morning. She snarled in ferocity and tackled you to the floor. You didn't miss the grin behind her snarl, though!

You trot towards Ivy 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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