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Owl Whisker

"No Mutation, Clean"

This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 1 real life day.

Your lioness has been flirted with 38 times! 29 have failed.

Lion Stats
Experience	502 / 21560 (2%)
Level	15
Strength	68	Speed	58
Stamina	58	Smarts	48
Agility	43	Skill	62
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	337

Lion Currents
Age	7 years, 9 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Soft (Kind)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Unknown	Mother	Unknown	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	22 days ago	Fertility	High (92%)	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Light Cream (White Skin)	Slot 1: Lycaon Heavy Inverted Onyx (100%) Tier 3
Genetics	Cream Light Solid Common
Eyes	Black
Mane Type	Normal
Mane Color	Dark Golden
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Wallowing Pit Above Event Scar: Wounded Eye Expression: Heartbroken Messy Mane 1 Finespun Hyena Bodywear [Spotted] Buffalo Horns Necklace Tusk Extensions European Turtle Dove Bird Wings Courting Kori Bustard Yemen Thrush Adamawa Turtle Dove Archer's Buzzard Feather Decor

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	191	Successful Hunts	190	Success Rate	99%

Biography
With her mottled coat, furry garb, and the flock of birds surrounding her, you almost don't see her! Owl Whisker has perched herself in a patch of thorny bushes. She looks sad, her eyes glazed over. The birds flit about her, chirping and cooing. She seems to be speaking to them, does she actually understand what they're saying? “Hello…” she says in a faint, gentle voice. To your surprise, she sees you quiet clearly. You stammer out an introduction, and she nods thoughtfully. “Millet would like you to have this mouse…” she sighs, gesturing towards a small mouse corpse lodged on the thorns in front of her. One of the shrikes perched on the lioness sings at you, waiting expectantly for you to accept it’s gift.

Biography

With her mottled coat, furry garb, and the flock of birds surrounding her, you almost don't see her! Owl Whisker has perched herself in a patch of thorny bushes. She looks sad, her eyes glazed over. The birds flit about her, chirping and cooing. She seems to be speaking to them, does she actually understand what they're saying?
“Hello…” she says in a faint, gentle voice.
To your surprise, she sees you quiet clearly. You stammer out an introduction, and she nods thoughtfully.
“Millet would like you to have this mouse…” she sighs, gesturing towards a small mouse corpse lodged on the thorns in front of her. One of the shrikes perched on the lioness sings at you, waiting expectantly for you to accept it’s gift.

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