#794150095315
Belongs to Emur's Pride
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Chanel

"INCUBUS|Clean (B3)"

This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 3 real life days.

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	60	Speed	58
Stamina	69	Smarts	68
Agility	66	Skill	2
Total Stats:		323

Lion Currents
Age	5 years, 1 month old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Cold (Evil)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Rhorim of A'hiri (Deceased)	Mother	[C] B'tumi	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	20 days ago	Fertility	Very Low	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Rosy Brown (Red Skin)	Slot 1: Cherry Reverse Vitiligo Mash (100%) Tier 3 Slot 2: Ice Glaze (79%) Tier 3 Slot 3: Fiery Belly (78%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Ice Cover (90%) Tier 3 Slot 7: White Cobweb (92%) Tier 3 This lion has 2 markings hidden on the following slots: 11, 12
Genetics	Black Light Countershaded Common
Eyes	Earth
Mane Type	Incubus
Mane Color	Cloudburst
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
None!

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	0	Successful Hunts	0	Success Rate	0%

Biography
Jeff Bezos glares at you as you approach, but she does not swat you as you groom her head. Instead, she perches elegantly, making it clear that you can only do this because she is allowing it. Bezos watches the sun rise, eyes trained on the glimmering horizon. You keep your steps light, making sure you go unnoticed. She senses hair not hide of you before you spring on her, sending the both of you tumbling across the rock face. She yowls, slapping you testily across your forearm. Her fangs are bared, but you can tell by the glimmer in her eyes that she holds no animosity towards you or your childish tendencies.

Biography

Jeff Bezos glares at you as you approach, but she does not swat you as you groom her head. Instead, she perches elegantly, making it clear that you can only do this because she is allowing it.

Bezos watches the sun rise, eyes trained on the glimmering horizon. You keep your steps light, making sure you go unnoticed. She senses hair not hide of you before you spring on her, sending the both of you tumbling across the rock face. She yowls, slapping you testily across your forearm. Her fangs are bared, but you can tell by the glimmer in her eyes that she holds no animosity towards you or your childish tendencies.

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