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Belongs to Paeim's Pride
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𝐀𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚

◈ Our Dauntless Regia ◈"

This lioness is pregnant! She will give birth in 3 real life days. She has been bred to Paeim (#215619). She does not have a nest! Her cubs may be unsafe when she gives birth unless a nest is built!

Lion Stats
Experience	10433 / 15840 (65%)
Level	13
Strength	156	Speed	136
Stamina	146	Smarts	125
Agility	123	Skill	43
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	729

Lion Currents
Age	10 years, 11 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Intrepid (Good)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Ausrinė (Deceased)	Mother	Maroon Cocoa (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	Today	Fertility	Low	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Korat (Black Skin)	Slot 2: Leonid Smoke (48%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Noctis Inverted Zebra (24%) Tier 6 Slot 6: Quartz Soft Unders (82%) Tier 2 Slot 10: Feline 9 Noctis (45%) Tier 2
Genetics	Black Dark Countershaded Uncommon
Eyes	Cosmic
Mane Type	Crested
Mane Color	Soul
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Pure Morning Above Scar: Belly Scratch Scar: Tail

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	171	Successful Hunts	167	Success Rate	97%

Biography
◈༻━━━━━━━━━━━━༺ ✧ ༻━━━━━━━━━━━━༺◈ ❝ A smokey-furred lioness jumps at you from her perch in a nearby tree, startling the fur off your back. "Hah, gotcha!" Suddenly, her demeanor changes and she adopts a more dignified posture, "I mean... Welcome, traveler, to our sublime corner of the jungle. I'm the one in charge when our wonderful king is away, and coordinate the hunting parties as well." Her shoulders slack as she groans, "And it's a lot of friggin' work!" What an odd queen. She must be new at this. ❞ ◈━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━◈ Flavour Text You tell Asarra about this standoff you had with three dogs, and she idly wonders why you didn't just kill them all. She states the drooling mongrels fear her deadly claws. Roaring loudly, 𝐀𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚 walks around practicing her fierce appearance, not really noticing you.

Biography

◈༻━━━━━━━━━━━━༺ ✧ ༻━━━━━━━━━━━━༺◈

❝ A smokey-furred lioness jumps at you from her perch in a nearby tree, startling the fur off your back. "Hah, gotcha!" Suddenly, her demeanor changes and she adopts a more dignified posture, "I mean... Welcome, traveler, to our sublime corner of the jungle. I'm the one in charge when our wonderful king is away, and coordinate the hunting parties as well." Her shoulders slack as she groans, "And it's a lot of friggin' work!" What an odd queen. She must be new at this. ❞

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Flavour Text
You tell Asarra about this standoff you had with three dogs, and she idly wonders why you didn't just kill them all. She states the drooling mongrels fear her deadly claws.
Roaring loudly, 𝐀𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚 walks around practicing her fierce appearance, not really noticing you.

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