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Marut

"Angel"

This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 3 real life days.

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	113	Speed	150
Stamina	136	Smarts	111
Agility	171	Skill	5
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	686

Lion Currents
Age	12 years, 8 months old
Hunger	40%
Mood	60%
Sex	Female
Pose	Neutral
Personality	Loud (Snarky)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Amini (Deceased)	Mother	Cerami (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	20 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (35%)	View All Cubs Bred (2)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Khaki (Tan Skin)	Slot 2: Sunset Crackle (100%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Lilac Tips (100%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Dim Noctis (100%) Tier 2 Slot 7: Frostbitten Coat (100%) Tier 3 Slot 8: Ardor Feline (100%) Tier 3
Genetics	Cream Dark Solid Common
Eyes	Faience
Mane Type	Diabolic
Mane Color	Khaki
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

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Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	0	Successful Hunts	0	Success Rate	0%

Biography
Angel of Sorcery "You hear some caterwauling. You stumble upon Marut singing at the top of her lungs while your other pride mates laughed. Did she chew on fermented fruit again?" Sighing in exasperation, you turn to leave before stopping in your tracks, looking back to where you could still hear Marut's wailing song, ears back in thought. It was starting to sound less like just noise, and more like... yelli, a kind of song you vaguely remember hearing in your travels, sung by the females of a certain group of humans called the Baka. Why did it sound like there were more voices than just hers? It made you think... was it just truly just the drunkenness of ingesting fermented fruit, or... was she following in the pawprints of Sorcerer Sphinx?

Biography

Angel of Sorcery
"You hear some caterwauling. You stumble upon Marut singing at the top of her lungs while your other pride mates laughed. Did she chew on fermented fruit again?"

Sighing in exasperation, you turn to leave before stopping in your tracks, looking back to where you could still hear Marut's wailing song, ears back in thought. It was starting to sound less like just noise, and more like... yelli, a kind of song you vaguely remember hearing in your travels, sung by the females of a certain group of humans called the Baka. Why did it sound like there were more voices than just hers?

It made you think... was it just truly just the drunkenness of ingesting fermented fruit, or... was she following in the pawprints of Sorcerer Sphinx?

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