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Moyo

"The Spirit of Spring"

This cub is immortal! It will not age or get hungry.

Appearance		Markings
Base	Victor (Blue Skin)	Slot 3: Quartz Strokes (69%) Tier 0 Slot 4: Under White 3 (56%) Tier 0 Slot 8: Hoarfrost Dust (3%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Frostbitten Inverted Quagga (35%) Tier 3 Slot 10: Under White 4 (36%) Tier 0
Genetics	Golden Medium Solid Special
Eyes	Doom
Mane Type	Hellraiser
Mane Color	Augur
Mutation	Cyclopia
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Flowering Vines Above Reed Canary Grass [1] Amber Fox Laharu Montane Tail-Wagger Snail Honeybush Flowers Loving Cyclopia (blue eye)Custom Decor Zebra Agate Snail African Blue Flycatcher Decollate Snail Carpenter Bee [1] Below Willowmore Cedar [GE - Cambodia] Rumdul Flower Shrub Formation [Green]

Biography
It was in the spring that Moyo was born to an adoring pride. It was evident from the poor cub's birth that he was not to make it long, and yet their pride celebrated the cub all the same. His mother and aunts all groomed him like any other cub, kept him fed with warm milk and soothed with gentle nuzzles. His few days of life were spent with the warmth of the spring air on his fur, and the love of his pride. His mother was terribly saddened by the cub's death, and so chose to bury him where nothing could get him. She placed him in the earth under a large Marula tree, the very place in which they met at his birth. Being buried so full of the love of his pride, and the comfort given to him, the cub was granted rebirth. It is here that Moyo resides, a spirit who welcomes in the spring every year, and with it, welcomes his new brothers, sisters, and cousins. ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: "Moyo runs over to Grandpaw Dalamus and pushes under his paws to hide. When another cub comes over and asks him where Moyo is, Grandpaw Dalamus says he has no clue!'

Biography

It was in the spring that Moyo was born to an adoring pride. It was evident from the poor cub's birth that he was not to make it long, and yet their pride celebrated the cub all the same. His mother and aunts all groomed him like any other cub, kept him fed with warm milk and soothed with gentle nuzzles. His few days of life were spent with the warmth of the spring air on his fur, and the love of his pride. His mother was terribly saddened by the cub's death, and so chose to bury him where nothing could get him. She placed him in the earth under a large Marula tree, the very place in which they met at his birth. Being buried so full of the love of his pride, and the comfort given to him, the cub was granted rebirth. It is here that Moyo resides, a spirit who welcomes in the spring every year, and with it, welcomes his new brothers, sisters, and cousins.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

"Moyo runs over to Grandpaw Dalamus and pushes under his paws to hide. When another cub comes over and asks him where Moyo is, Grandpaw Dalamus says he has no clue!'

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