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Aphorism

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This lioness is pregnant! She will give birth in 2 real life days. She has been bred to an event stud. She has a nest and will give birth safely. She cannot hunt while nesting.

Lion Stats
Experience	3142 / 3960 (79%)
Level	7
Strength	63	Speed	60
Stamina	66	Smarts	60
Agility	54	Skill	13
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	316

Lion Currents
Age	8 years, 10 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Cold (Evil)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Wiseman Kaimana Kanji IV (Deceased)	Mother	Halloween Pumpkin	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	Yesterday	Fertility	Low	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Obsidian (Black Skin)	Slot 1: Arctic Smoke (46%) Tier 3 Slot 2: Brimstone Inverted Brindle (49%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Bloodbourne Dapple (85%) Tier 3 Slot 7: Merlot Flux (89%) Tier 3 Slot 9: White Blaze (83%) Tier 0 This lion has 1 marking hidden on the following slot: 12
Genetics	Black Dark Solid Common
Eyes	Seafoam
Mane Type	Diabolic
Mane Color	Elysian
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

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Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	29	Successful Hunts	29	Success Rate	100%

Biography
It's a quiet day. Or, it was. Now Aphorism is bouncing on your belly. Yes, we know you're bored. We get it. You don't have to say it over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over again…. Aphorism 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. Lying on the ground with a displeased grimace, Aphorism notices you and turns her head, watching the horizon now. (х2) You were going to ask Aphorism to join you for a meal, but her icy stare stopped you in your tracks. How lovely.

Biography

It's a quiet day. Or, it was. Now Aphorism is bouncing on your belly. Yes, we know you're bored. We get it. You don't have to say it over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over again….

Aphorism 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.

Lying on the ground with a displeased grimace, Aphorism notices you and turns her head, watching the horizon now. (х2)

You were going to ask Aphorism to join you for a meal, but her icy stare stopped you in your tracks. How lovely.

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