⛧ᴀʀɪᴇs

" tigon "

Lion Stats
Experience
0 / 100 (0%)
Level 1
Strength 16 Speed 14
Stamina 15 Smarts 11
Agility 18 Skill 3
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 77
Lion Currents
Age 14 years, 2 months old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Brutal (Evil)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 93.589743589744%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Raven (Deceased) Mother ᚺᚨᚱᛒᛁᚾᚷ View Full Heritage
Last Bred More than 20 days ago Fertility Good (86%) View All Cubs Bred (3)
Appearance Markings
Base Maat (Orange Skin) Slot 5: Heather Dapple (43%) Tier 1
Slot 7: Haunted Dapple (100%) Tier 3
Slot 8: Noctis Smudge (100%) Tier 1
Slot 9: Noctis Points (100%) Tier 1
Slot 10: Lycaon Heavy Noctis (100%) Tier 3
Genetics Golden Light Countershaded Special
Eyes Peridot
Mane Type Scarce
Mane Color Divine
Mutation Tigon
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
None!
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 0 Successful Hunts 0 Success Rate 0%


Biography
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×Your lion's fur begins to shine and shimmer, almost mirroring the sun itself, as they channel the blessing of Bast into their coat. Changed Base to Maat
×Shivers go down your spine as your body shakes in uncontrollable twitches! Added Haunted Mark (Haunted Dapple)
×Brought Lycaon, and Noctis Marks to 100%
×Your lion sneezes! Must be a case of an itchy nose and paw pads. Better take a look at it! The new skin color is Orange!
×Gritty green dust is blown into your lion's eyes. They look different somehow... Changed Eyes to Peridot

Stats
Started with 21
4.13=33

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+You trot towards Aries to say hello, but you get smacked fiercely onto your cheek. You stand in shock, as she keeps giving you smacks, one after another, until you let out a growl, to which she replies with a roar. Women. You like them rough, don't you?
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After instructing your lionesses to go out on a hunt, ⛧ᴀʀɪᴇs walked up to you and looked offended at your inability to hunt your own meal. You explained that the females of the pride are the ones who kill prey and provide for the pride. ⛧ᴀʀɪᴇs turns up her nose and struts away, muttering under her breath about "useless males" and "outdated societal norms". What?






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