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Belongs to 's Pride
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・bandit

This lioness is in heat and will be for 3 more days.

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	25	Speed	24
Stamina	24	Smarts	21
Agility	16	Skill	1
Total Stats:		111

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

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Thief (Deceased)	Mother	Dawnrunner (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	23 days ago	Fertility	Average	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Bronze (Dark Brown Skin)	Slot 1: Feralis Noctis (91%) Tier 6 Slot 4: Gilded Feline (82%) Tier 3 Slot 8: Noctis Dorsum (83%) Tier 1
Genetics	Red Dark Countershaded Common
Eyes	Blue
Mane Type	Royal
Mane Color	Soul
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Above War Paint: Sun Warrior

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

Biography
t h e t h e i f All the leader saw was a flash of gold streak through his hoard before he noticed that he had significantly less prey than this morning. He chased after the criminal, irritated at the fact that they had enough gold beetles to adorn their pelt, so they would certainly be rich enough to not steal from a neighboring pride’s hoard. He slowed down as he lost track of the swift mystery lion, only to turn a corner and discover them—who was now identified to be a lioness—nudging the carcasses to three cubs. Upon further inspection, the king had realized that what covered the mother’s pelt wasn’t gold beetles, but instead metallic, golden fur. He approached the lioness gently, her stance instantly turning to one that would shield the cubs from him, but instead of demanding a compensation for the prey, he asks if there was anything he could do to help the small family carry on. The golden lioness’s eyes soften as she gazed down at the smallest, sickly cub, and after a few words were exchanged, she passes her to him. The king nods understandingly, and carries the black and gold cub carefully back to her new home.

Biography

t h e t h e i f

All the leader saw was a flash of gold streak through his hoard before he noticed that he had significantly less prey than this morning. He chased after the criminal, irritated at the fact that they had enough gold beetles to adorn their pelt, so they would certainly be rich enough to not steal from a neighboring pride’s hoard.

He slowed down as he lost track of the swift mystery lion, only to turn a corner and discover them—who was now identified to be a lioness—nudging the carcasses to three cubs. Upon further inspection, the king had realized that what covered the mother’s pelt wasn’t gold beetles, but instead metallic, golden fur.

He approached the lioness gently, her stance instantly turning to one that would shield the cubs from him, but instead of demanding a compensation for the prey, he asks if there was anything he could do to help the small family carry on. The golden lioness’s eyes soften as she gazed down at the smallest, sickly cub, and after a few words were exchanged, she passes her to him. The king nods understandingly, and carries the black and gold cub carefully back to her new home.

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