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Belongs to Neverland's Pride
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Fennel

"Dark Fawn"

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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 4 real life days.
Lion Stats
Experience
11314 / 11000 (100%)
Level 11
Strength 104 Speed 94
Stamina 101 Smarts 85
Agility 97 Skill 38
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 519
Lion Currents
Age 11 years old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Needy (Snarky)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 69.230769230769%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Paladin of Heavens (Deceased) Mother Merci (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred 19 days ago Fertility Very Low (31%) View All Cubs Bred (1)
Appearance Markings
Base Dark Fawn (Red Skin) Slot 1: Ardor Inverted Brindle (65%) Tier 3
Slot 3: Feline 6 Maroon (27%) Tier 5
Slot 4: Sunset Lace (71%) Tier 3
Slot 8: Celestial Speckles (55%) Tier 3
Slot 9: Vitiligo 4 (63%) Tier 2
Slot 10: White Lace (37%) Tier 2
Slot 11: Under White 4 (22%) Tier 0
Slot 12: Cherry Reverse Vitiligo Mash (50%) Tier 3
Genetics Cream Medium Solid Common
Eyes Green
Mane Type Sideburn
Mane Color Rhodonite
Mutation Primal
Marking Slots
12
Equipped Decorations
None!
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 117 Successful Hunts 115 Success Rate 98%


Biography
Born 343 stats

My first primal baby!! :)

Fennel greeted you happily as you approached. Then, she idly said she had this neat story from yesterday, but maybe you don't care enough to hear about it. Because you didn't want to listen to her yesterday. Because you were busy with other pride mates. No, it's okay, she understands. She's not as important as them. She's sitting very close now. Uh.

You tackle-hug Fennel, happy to see them. Except apparently, you did it a little too hard. They wander off crying to their protector. Awwwww crap. You feel awful. Bad lion.

Upon your arrival, Fennel scurries to you and pushes her back and behind against your chin to make you notice her more. There seem to be hopeful sparkles in her eyes.

Roaring your name, Fennel approaches you asking why didn't you come earlier, she's been waiting the whole morning!





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