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Madeline

"| Huntress | ♡"

This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 10 real life days.

Lion Stats
Experience	3072 / 5390 (56%)
Level	8
Strength	16	Speed	18
Stamina	14	Smarts	17
Agility	13	Skill	14
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	92

Lion Currents
Age	13 years, 10 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Snarky
Personality	Timid (Snarky)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Kageyama (Deceased)	Mother	🥴 (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	13 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (13%)	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Brass (Brown Skin)	Slot 2: Noctis Cheetah Soft (37%) Tier 1 Slot 4: Cream Eyebrows (14%) Tier 1 Slot 5: Hyena Blots Scarce Noctis (21%) Tier 3 Slot 6: Haunted Mirage (70%) Tier 3 Slot 8: Hyena Stripes Heavy Noctis (30%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Ebony Heavy Rosette (93%) Tier 4
Genetics	Red Dark Countershaded Common
Eyes	Arid
Mane Type	Royal
Mane Color	Haunted
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
The Cave Above Scar: Nose Ridge Scar: Neck Below Cliff

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	38	Successful Hunts	38	Success Rate	100%

Biography
"Happy but intimidated by your attention, Cakie greets you shyly, then backs away to give you some space." "You greet Madeline perhaps a bit too enthusiastically. She just squeaked and ran off. Oops." This lioness shys away from you as you get closer. You prepare to speak, but she thinks you'll roar and your sharp, pointy fangs frighten her off into a secluded, shadowy corner. Oh well. You feel a bit bad, but you tried. You close your mouth and lick your jaws, swiping your tongue over some tangled fur. Now, matted pelts are a true nightmare every lion or lioness should be scared of.

Biography

"Happy but intimidated by your attention, Cakie greets you shyly, then backs away to give you some space."

"You greet Madeline perhaps a bit too enthusiastically. She just squeaked and ran off. Oops."

This lioness shys away from you as you get closer. You prepare to speak, but she thinks you'll roar and your sharp, pointy fangs frighten her off into a secluded, shadowy corner. Oh well. You feel a bit bad, but you tried. You close your mouth and lick your jaws, swiping your tongue over some tangled fur. Now, matted pelts are a true nightmare every lion or lioness should be scared of.

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