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Belongs to -Pigeon-'s Pride
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Cinnamon Roll

"dirty hailstorm remnant

This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 13 real life days.

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	22	Speed	20
Stamina	21	Smarts	19
Agility	25	Skill	11
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	118

Lion Currents
Age	12 years, 11 months old
Hunger	29%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Timid (Snarky)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Song of Angels (Deceased)	Mother	Pink Vanilla (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	10 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (14%)	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Mongoose (Pink Skin)	Slot 1: Feline 7 White (34%) Tier 3 Slot 3: Celestial Shine (56%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Lilac Lace (48%) Tier 3 Slot 10: Nacre Unders (23%) Tier 3
Genetics	Cream Medium Countershaded Common
Eyes	Green
Mane Type	Diabolic
Mane Color	Hallowed
Mutation	Piebald (Mosaic)
Marking Slots	10

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

Biography
Cinnamon Roll cackled about how pitiful his opponent was. What puny maggots - they never stood a chance! +6% training experience! Having been picked on all day by their siblings, Cinnamon Roll has had enough. Preparing to pounce on a particularly bratty cub, Grandpaw Song of Angels swoops in just in time. He scolds Cinnamon Roll for not showing forgiveness towards siblings. Cinnamon Roll has been pestering you about being hungry for ages, and when they turn to Grandpaw Song of Angels, he just grins and exclaims, "Hey, Hungry, I'm Grandpaw!" He seems to have successfully distracted them... for the moment. Cinnamon Roll saw the mouse move away and mewled in terror before running between your legs. Cinnamon Roll tried to stalk the other cubs, but it ends when a bird unexpectedly frightens them. Grandpaw Song of Angels tries to cheer them up by promising that one day, the things that go bump in the night will be scared of them, instead. As you walk up to Cinnamon Roll, she hunkers down a little, whispering back a greeting as she stares at you in awe. Happy but intimidated by your attention, Cinnamon Roll greets you shyly, then backs away to give you some space. You greet Cinnamon Roll perhaps a bit too enthusiastically. She just squeaked and ran off. Oops. Happy but intimidated by your attention, Cinnamon Roll greets you shyly, then backs away to give you some space. You greet Cinnamon Roll perhaps a bit too enthusiastically. She just squeaked and ran off. Oops. You were napping, but some movement caught your attention. Cinnamon Roll was coming towards you with a gerbil snack, but then she stopped. Walked away. Came back. Now she looks like she wanted to bolt. You closed your eyes and pretended to be asleep still, and she finally delivered her gift to you. As you walk up to Cinnamon Roll, she hunkers down a little, whispering back a greeting as she stares at you in awe.

Biography

Cinnamon Roll cackled about how pitiful his opponent was. What puny maggots - they never stood a chance! +6% training experience!

Having been picked on all day by their siblings, Cinnamon Roll has had enough. Preparing to pounce on a particularly bratty cub, Grandpaw Song of Angels swoops in just in time. He scolds Cinnamon Roll for not showing forgiveness towards siblings.

Cinnamon Roll has been pestering you about being hungry for ages, and when they turn to Grandpaw Song of Angels, he just grins and exclaims, "Hey, Hungry, I'm Grandpaw!" He seems to have successfully distracted them... for the moment.

Cinnamon Roll saw the mouse move away and mewled in terror before running between your legs.

Cinnamon Roll tried to stalk the other cubs, but it ends when a bird unexpectedly frightens them. Grandpaw Song of Angels tries to cheer them up by promising that one day, the things that go bump in the night will be scared of them, instead.

As you walk up to Cinnamon Roll, she hunkers down a little, whispering back a greeting as she stares at you in awe.

Happy but intimidated by your attention, Cinnamon Roll greets you shyly, then backs away to give you some space.

You greet Cinnamon Roll perhaps a bit too enthusiastically. She just squeaked and ran off. Oops.

Happy but intimidated by your attention, Cinnamon Roll greets you shyly, then backs away to give you some space.

You greet Cinnamon Roll perhaps a bit too enthusiastically. She just squeaked and ran off. Oops.

You were napping, but some movement caught your attention. Cinnamon Roll was coming towards you with a gerbil snack, but then she stopped. Walked away. Came back. Now she looks like she wanted to bolt. You closed your eyes and pretended to be asleep still, and she finally delivered her gift to you.

As you walk up to Cinnamon Roll, she hunkers down a little, whispering back a greeting as she stares at you in awe.

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