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Belongs to Miloson's Former Pride

Lya

"the Catfish"

Lion Stats
Experience	3628 / 15840 (22%)
Level	13
Strength	87	Speed	87
Stamina	91	Smarts	85
Agility	74	Skill	32
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	456

Lion Currents
Age	15 years, 5 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Emotional (Kind)

Elder Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Rise of Dawn (Deceased)	Mother	Tiora	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	More than 20 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (9%)	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Tawny (Apricot Skin)	Slot 1: Feralis Noctis (88%) Tier 6 Slot 8: Hibiscus Feline (31%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Feralis Onyx (23%) Tier 6 This lion has 1 marking hidden on the following slot: 11
Genetics	Red Light Countershaded Common
Eyes	Cloudy
Mane Type	Thick
Mane Color	Ebony
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Sunset Over The Desert Above Scar: Shoulder Scar: Belly Scratch

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	101	Successful Hunts	101	Success Rate	100%

Biography
So this is Lya. You've heard her mentioned before, but never had the.. honor?.. of meeting her. Up until now, at least. You've come face to face with the tiger striped lioness, who stares at you curiously. "Oh my-" She purrs, tail swaying about slowly. "What have we here?" Dipping your head, you introduce yourself swiftly, sure your queens would disapprove of you being around her. "I see- And what're you doing around these parts?" Her ears are perked in curiosity, and she shows no ill will, as she's been described to. Maybe she isn't so fishy afterall. You strike up a friendly conversation, and when the sun begins to set, you part ways.

Biography

So this is Lya. You've heard her mentioned before, but never had the.. honor?.. of meeting her. Up until now, at least. You've come face to face with the tiger striped lioness, who stares at you curiously. "Oh my-" She purrs, tail swaying about slowly. "What have we here?" Dipping your head, you introduce yourself swiftly, sure your queens would disapprove of you being around her. "I see- And what're you doing around these parts?" Her ears are perked in curiosity, and she shows no ill will, as she's been described to. Maybe she isn't so fishy afterall. You strike up a friendly conversation, and when the sun begins to set, you part ways.

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