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Belongs to Queen Thallo's Pride
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Skáld

"Clean"

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	8320 / 7040 (100%)
Level	9
Strength	27	Speed	24
Stamina	22	Smarts	26
Agility	30	Skill	1
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	130

Lion Currents
Age	9 years, 2 months old
Hunger	60%
Mood	70%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Grumpy (Evil)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Captain Conrad Bradgate (Deceased)	Mother	Meadowsweet (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	20 days ago	Fertility	Average	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Sunflower (Clouded Skin)	Slot 1: Bone Soft Unders (36%) Tier 2 Slot 5: Feline 9 Ginger (48%) Tier 2 Slot 6: Ginger Freckles 3 (55%) Tier 2 Slot 7: Feline 1 Ginger (21%) Tier 2 Slot 8: Gold Dorsal Line (15%) Tier 2
Genetics	Golden Medium Countershaded Common
Eyes	Rose
Mane Type	Thick
Mane Color	Goldenrod
Mutation	Piebald (Natural)
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Clean Lake Above Madagascan Blue Pigeon Expression: Delighted

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

Biography
📖 Skáld‘s Stories 📖 Skáld entered the den, her red rimmed pupils dilating as she adjusted to the dark den. After a moment of taking in the horrible sight and listening to Moogly's words she scanned the dimly light cave, her gentle gaze settling on a black cub. The young lioness caught her gaze and tried to snarl defensively, though it wasn't very intimidating. Giving the young cub a moment to calm down she quietly huffed, a small sign of peace. Slowly walking up to the cub she would give reassuring gestures anytime the cub seemed spooked. "May I take her with me?" Skáld lowered to the den floor next to the cub and nuzzled it softly. "My king, he takes in any lost soul he comes across, I'm positive he won't mind." She turned to look at Moogly, her eyes warm with affection for the small cub at her paws. This section is by user #258174 “ Moogly watched the interaction intensely, worried that the cub would scratch at the lioness. However, it seemed the young one calmed down enough to crawl forward and nuzzle into Skáld, already starting to purr. Moogly chuffed at the sight, tail flicking back and forth happily. "Of course, it looks like she is already warming up to." The battered lioness chuckled softly, head tilted to the side as she watched the little spitfire finally trust someone, "She's been one of the bravest cubs." Moogly whispered to the other lioness playfully, making sure the cub could hear as well. Moogly gave her a nuzzle and a lick goodbye before bowing to the lioness in thanks. When suddenly she heard Scout's voice again as she watched the two leave, her heart feeling lighter than it had in days.” ————————

Biography

📖 Skáld‘s Stories 📖

Skáld entered the den, her red rimmed pupils dilating as she adjusted to the dark den. After a moment of taking in the horrible sight and listening to Moogly's words she scanned the dimly light cave, her gentle gaze settling on a black cub. The young lioness caught her gaze and tried to snarl defensively, though it wasn't very intimidating. Giving the young cub a moment to calm down she quietly huffed, a small sign of peace. Slowly walking up to the cub she would give reassuring gestures anytime the cub seemed spooked.
"May I take her with me?" Skáld lowered to the den floor next to the cub and nuzzled it softly. "My king, he takes in any lost soul he comes across, I'm positive he won't mind." She turned to look at Moogly, her eyes warm with affection for the small cub at her paws.

This section is by user #258174
“ Moogly watched the interaction intensely, worried that the cub would scratch at the lioness. However, it seemed the young one calmed down enough to crawl forward and nuzzle into Skáld, already starting to purr. Moogly chuffed at the sight, tail flicking back and forth happily.

"Of course, it looks like she is already warming up to." The battered lioness chuckled softly, head tilted to the side as she watched the little spitfire finally trust someone, "She's been one of the bravest cubs." Moogly whispered to the other lioness playfully, making sure the cub could hear as well. Moogly gave her a nuzzle and a lick goodbye before bowing to the lioness in thanks. When suddenly she heard Scout's voice again as she watched the two leave, her heart feeling lighter than it had in days.”
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