#794145261992
Belongs to Saberius's Former Pride

Snakebite

" clean primal fangs "

Lion Stats
Experience
0 / 100 (0%)
Level 1
Strength 49 Speed 37
Stamina 37 Smarts 46
Agility 33 Skill 1
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 203
Lion Currents
Age 14 years, 3 months old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Snarky
Personality
Upbeat (Kind)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 94.230769230769%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Hayze (Deceased) Mother CLSC|Diabolic|6M (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred More than 20 days ago Fertility Very Low View All Cubs Bred (1)
Appearance Markings
Base Buttermilk (Apricot Skin) Slot 1: Cherry Reverse Vitiligo Mash (64%) Tier 3
Slot 2: Noctis Shell (73%) Tier 1
Slot 3: Onyx Cheetah Royal (38%) Tier 3
Slot 6: Feline 7 Ebony (81%) Tier 5
Slot 7: Noctis Brindle (40%) Tier 1
Slot 8: Frostbitten Dapple (47%) Tier 3
Slot 9: Tail Banding Noctis (44%) Tier 1
Slot 10: White Waves (41%) Tier 1


This lion has 4 markings hidden on the following slots:
12, 13, 15, 18
Genetics Cream Light Solid Uncommon
Eyes Red
Mane Type Diabolic
Mane Color Penumbra
Mutation Primal Fangs
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Lost in Visions

Above
Body Paint: Shamanic
Herb Pouch
Jewelry: Limb Adornments [Shaman]
Mysterious Stranger's Tail Bands
Punk Hair [Devotee]
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 0 Successful Hunts 0 Success Rate 0%


Biography
By the end of your travels today, your paws are beginning to ache. The king has told you 'just to sleep whenever the hell you like', so you make your way to the darkest, quietest corner of the territory and lie down.
As you're dozing, you feel something touch your nose. You wrinkle your snout and huff, but the sensation comes again. It smells like- the king? Cracking your eyes open, you notice not the Smilus, but the figure of a lioness standing in the dark.

"I brought you some herbs," the female chirps, "to help with any nerves. Since you're new here and all, thought I'd give you a proper welcome."

She drops a dry brown bundle in front of you, wrapped up in dead leaves. You sniff it. Yup, it smells like the scent Sab has clinging to his fur.

"Iboga is shamanic," the long-toothed female explains, "but Sab likes to make it easy access. Give lions a bit of clarity if they're nervous, you know? I'd offer fermented marula, but that never lasts more than an hour with the king around."
She is swaying as she speaks. You sniff her again, frowning as you take in the bitter bark scent. She chuckles, picking up the bundle gently.
"That's okay," she purrs, "there will be time for rituals later. Get some rest."

//

You drop 150 silver beetles before the scrying stone.. And the markings are revealed to be... White Limb Patch (Slot 12), Onyx Waves (Slot 13), Steele Back (Slot 15), Black Brindle (Slot 18).





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