Faro

" RIP you beauty"

Your lioness has been flirted with 4 times! 1 has failed.
Lion Stats
Experience
7496 / 11000 (68%)
Level 11
Strength 92 Speed 82
Stamina 112 Smarts 81
Agility 88 Skill 24
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 479
Lion Currents
Age 15 years, 5 months old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Brutal (Evil)

Elder Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 100%
Elder Stage 100%
Breeding Info
Father Apollo The Dark Night ll (Deceased) Mother Athena (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred More than 20 days ago Fertility Very Low (1%) View All Cubs Bred (1)
Appearance Markings
Base Sterling (Gray Skin) Slot 1: Bone Inverted Quagga (66%) Tier 6
Slot 2: Guardian Vitiligo (100%) Tier 3


This lion has 3 markings hidden on the following slots:
11, 15, 16
Genetics Black Medium Countershaded Common
Eyes Yellow
Mane Type Pariah
Mane Color Infernal
Mutation Primal Fangs
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
None!
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 103 Successful Hunts 103 Success Rate 100%


Biography
A crude lioness approaches you, she exposed her teeth, snarling. “Why are you here? If you’re looking to take a lioness you’re out of luck” you looked at her, slightly confused. “Might as we’ll be talking to a rock, look like one too” she scoffed and walked off.
This lioness isn’t the most bright but is sure one hell of a hunter, she enjoys making rude remarks and isn’t afraid to fight. If you were to question her loyalty you light as well say goodbye to your nose.
A beautiful gift from Pandemonium
Dirty

You greet Faro. She roars at you. She clearly likes you a lot.

You were having some trouble getting into a carcass with a tough hide, so you invited Faro to share with you. Sure enough, she proudly tore the decaying beast to shreds. You wonder if her Fangs are permanently bloodstained.

You trot towards Faro 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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