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Belongs to 's Former Pride

Colorful Tears

Your lioness has been flirted with 3 times! 2 have failed.

Lion Stats
Experience	73734 / 99000 (74%)
Level	31
Strength	264	Speed	268
Stamina	293	Smarts	308
Agility	306	Skill	249
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	1688

Lion Currents
Age	15 years, 10 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Good
Personality	Evasive (Neutral)

Elder Stage

Breeding Info
Father	⚜️ Hel ⚜️ (Deceased)	Mother	Andris	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	More than 20 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (45%)	View All Cubs Bred (2)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Fallow (Tan Skin)	Slot 3: Feralis Gold (56%) Tier 6 Slot 4: Cherry Glaze (69%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Citron Crust (47%) Tier 3 Slot 8: Sunrise Speckles (45%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Haliotis Cheetah (55%) Tier 3 Slot 10: Festive Mesh (59%) Tier 3
Genetics	Red Light Solid Common
Eyes	Green
Mane Type	Hellraiser
Mane Color	Astral
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
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Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	1129	Successful Hunts	1118	Success Rate	99%

Biography
Tears left her old pride, following the scent of a young male. She ended up in Peirce's pride. She awed at the young king infront of her, he wasn't the flashiest or the prettiest but she had to make him hers. She approached and bowed before him. "Oh, please don't. It feels a little weird to be bowed to." He laughed. She cocked her head, "Aren't you a king though?" "Well, yes. But I'm only following what my dad wants. I don't truly believe in all the "king" stuff." A small giggle escaped her throat, causing the young king to blush. "Well then, what do you want me to called you?" She smiled. "Just call me Convulsive. And may I ask you your name?" "Colorful Tears, but you can call me Tears."

Biography

Tears left her old pride, following the scent of a young male. She ended up in Peirce's pride. She awed at the young king infront of her, he wasn't the flashiest or the prettiest but she had to make him hers. She approached and bowed before him.
"Oh, please don't. It feels a little weird to be bowed to." He laughed.
She cocked her head, "Aren't you a king though?"
"Well, yes. But I'm only following what my dad wants. I don't truly believe in all the "king" stuff."
A small giggle escaped her throat, causing the young king to blush.
"Well then, what do you want me to called you?" She smiled.
"Just call me Convulsive. And may I ask you your name?"
"Colorful Tears, but you can call me Tears."

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