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Belongs to Strawberry Lemon's Former Pride

U P - I N - T H E - S K Y

""Welcome to my world""

Lion Stats
Experience	4070 / 8910 (45%)
Level	10
Strength	33	Speed	43
Stamina	39	Smarts	47
Agility	38	Skill	26
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	226

Lion Currents
Age	15 years, 2 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Snarky
Personality	Upbeat (Kind)

Elder Stage

Breeding Info
Father	☆ Oh! Darling ☆ (Deceased)	Mother	For No One (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	14 days ago	Fertility	Very Low	View All Cubs Bred (2)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Chatoyant (Gray Skin)	Slot 2: Lycaon Heavy Noctis (48%) Tier 3 Slot 3: Lycaon Heavy Inverted Noctis (41%) Tier 3 Slot 4: White Hyena Unders (28%) Tier 3 Slot 8: Celestial Speckles (48%) Tier 3 This lion has 4 markings hidden on the following slots: 11, 12, 13, 15
Genetics	Golden Dark Solid Special
Eyes	White
Mane Type	Scarce
Mane Color	Frostbitten
Mutation	Piebald (Heavy)
Marking Slots	10

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Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	77	Successful Hunts	75	Success Rate	97%

Biography
Born Tuesday March 2nd 2021 ... They call me Otto. The only thing given to me by One, my birth mother, before Darling threw me into a cave deep into the woods to be raised feral by my sister- no more then a child herself- and be forgotten about. I am not like Zinc. I refuse to stay low, to be with my siblings and cause no trouble. I carry the coat of righteous anger and injustice, glittering gold under my white patches. I want war. I want power. I want us all to live freely with full stomachs. I want those that hurt us dead. My familiar is Rich, a simple goat. Another embodiment of my endless wrath. I have no set mate and much like Darling- prehaps the only thing I inherited from her- enjoy regular and varied affairs. Much to Fix's disapproval.. oh, sister, if only I could please you..

Biography

Born Tuesday March 2nd 2021
...

They call me Otto. The only thing given to me by One, my birth mother, before Darling threw me into a cave deep into the woods to be raised feral by my sister- no more then a child herself- and be forgotten about.

I am not like Zinc. I refuse to stay low, to be with my siblings and cause no trouble. I carry the coat of righteous anger and injustice, glittering gold under my white patches. I want war. I want power. I want us all to live freely with full stomachs. I want those that hurt us dead.

My familiar is Rich, a simple goat. Another embodiment of my endless wrath.

I have no set mate and much like Darling- prehaps the only thing I inherited from her- enjoy regular and varied affairs. Much to Fix's disapproval.. oh, sister, if only I could please you..

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