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Belongs to Endromitus's Pride
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☆ |Aadhira| ☆

"Chestnut | Arid | 637 Stat"

This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 4 real life days.

Lion Stats
Experience	5300 / 24750 (21%)
Level	16
Strength	128	Speed	134
Stamina	128	Smarts	128
Agility	123	Skill	45
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	686

Lion Currents
Age	12 years old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Evil
Personality	Trusting (Good)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Azarasti XVII (Deceased)	Mother	Ehri	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	19 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (1%)	View All Cubs Bred (2)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Chestnut (Tan Skin)	Slot 1: Feline 9 Ebony (89%) Tier 5 Slot 3: Fiery Mottled Fissures (48%) Tier 3 Slot 4: White Freckles 1 (57%) Tier 3 Slot 7: White Ear Spots (83%) Tier 1 Slot 9: White Mottled Fissures (52%) Tier 3 This lion has 4 markings hidden on the following slots: 12, 13, 14, 15
Genetics	Black Dark Solid Common
Eyes	Arid
Mane Type	Thick
Mane Color	Sidereal
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Ready for a Date Above Scar: Hind Leg Right

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	178	Successful Hunts	177	Success Rate	99%

Biography
You strut along the airy forest floor, paws soaking up the softness of the soil. Crack. The creak of a branch above. Probably just the monkeys, so curious these days. You reassure yourself and pay no attention to it, after all you are the king of the jungle. Or maybe you’re just going crazy.. Crack. That noise again! You glance around yourself, finding a broken old tree branch swaying in the wind. Maybe you are crazy after all? You huff out in annoyance for giving it any of your time, morning walk ruined. Thud. The impact was disorienting, your lovely brushed mane meeting with the mud you once walked on. Your body stained in the grass and flowers of the floor, at least the ladies are gonna love it… Right? As you tried to quickly get up to avoid embarrassment there was.. resistance, huh? You eyes lock with a golden gaze, an angry gaze? No, a smug one.. You grunt in frustration, only to be met with more pressure, her paws firmly pressed on your neck. Claws digging through your mane a mere inch from your skin. “So vulnerable from below..”

Biography

You strut along the airy forest floor, paws soaking up the softness of the soil.

Crack.

The creak of a branch above. Probably just the monkeys, so curious these days. You reassure yourself and pay no attention to it, after all you are the king of the jungle. Or maybe you’re just going crazy..

Crack.

That noise again! You glance around yourself, finding a broken old tree branch swaying in the wind. Maybe you are crazy after all? You huff out in annoyance for giving it any of your time, morning walk ruined.

Thud.

The impact was disorienting, your lovely brushed mane meeting with the mud you once walked on. Your body stained in the grass and flowers of the floor, at least the ladies are gonna love it… Right? As you tried to quickly get up to avoid embarrassment there was.. resistance, huh? You eyes lock with a golden gaze, an angry gaze? No, a smug one.. You grunt in frustration, only to be met with more pressure, her paws firmly pressed on your neck. Claws digging through your mane a mere inch from your skin.

“So vulnerable from below..”

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