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Belongs to CrowRaven's Former Pride

Dust that floats in a breeze

Goddess of seasons"

Lion Stats
Experience	3164 / 5390 (58%)
Level	8
Strength	107	Speed	63
Stamina	55	Smarts	76
Agility	76	Skill	28
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	405

Lion Currents
Age	15 years, 4 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Brutal (Evil)

Elder Stage

Breeding Info
Father	King Wingblade (Deceased)	Mother	Princess Illume (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	More than 20 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (1%)	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Dun (Dark Brown Skin)	Slot 4: Nimravus Noctis (3%) Tier 6 Slot 5: Ember Mottled Vents (88%) Tier 3 Slot 8: Black Cheetah Soft (67%) Tier 1
Genetics	Black Medium Countershaded Common
Eyes	Brown
Mane Type	Sideburn
Mane Color	Divine
Mutation	Mane Fluffy
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Above Foreground Dry Grass Scar: Tail Hewiit's Red Rock Hare Below Quiver Tree

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	43	Successful Hunts	42	Success Rate	97%

Biography
The beautiful furry mutie turns her gaze towards a tree. The tress leaves are each neatly transitioning from a nice summer green to a more sunflowery yellow. She looks at you calmly seeing you notice the transition. "You know what it means, right? It means autumn is coming and the air will get cooler." She explains to you how to tell what each season is by just seeing the leaves on a tree. "I can read the seasons from only the breeze that ruffles our fur, the colder the closer to winter, the hotter the closer to summer." She shows you what everything about the seasons mean. As you glance at her long fur you notice it's many colors sorta look like the transitioning leaves as well. What a fitting hobby for such a lion. You greet Dust. She roars at you. She clearly likes you a lot. She was found laying dead with blood pooling in her mouth not far across the hunting grounds. She must have tried to perform her duties to the clan one last time and become overly exhausted. Sorry, beautiful girl.

Biography

The beautiful furry mutie turns her gaze towards a tree. The tress leaves are each neatly transitioning from a nice summer green to a more sunflowery yellow. She looks at you calmly seeing you notice the transition. "You know what it means, right? It means autumn is coming and the air will get cooler." She explains to you how to tell what each season is by just seeing the leaves on a tree. "I can read the seasons from only the breeze that ruffles our fur, the colder the closer to winter, the hotter the closer to summer." She shows you what everything about the seasons mean. As you glance at her long fur you notice it's many colors sorta look like the transitioning leaves as well. What a fitting hobby for such a lion.

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

She was found laying dead with blood pooling in her mouth not far across the hunting grounds. She must have tried to perform her duties to the clan one last time and become overly exhausted. Sorry, beautiful girl.

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