#794170934971
Belongs to Katitonic's Pride
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Blast

This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 9 real life days.

Lion Stats
Experience	7853 / 7040 (100%)
Level	9
Strength	53	Speed	43
Stamina	34	Smarts	44
Agility	53	Skill	12
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	239

Lion Currents
Age	13 years, 2 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	60%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Trusting (Good)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Eruption (Deceased)	Mother	Shedua	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	14 days ago	Fertility	Very Low	View All Cubs Bred (3)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Tawny (Apricot Skin)	Slot 1: White Underfelt (11%) Tier 2 Slot 4: Gilded Feline (31%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Sunrise Feline Unders (69%) Tier 3 Slot 6: Sunrise Speckles (82%) Tier 3 Slot 7: Nimravus White (28%) Tier 6 Slot 8: White Mottled Fissures (10%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Feralis Onyx (40%) Tier 6
Genetics	Red Light Countershaded Common
Eyes	Pink
Mane Type	Scarce
Mane Color	Rhodonite
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Above Scar: Belly Scratch Scar: Short Left Eye

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	67	Successful Hunts	67	Success Rate	100%

Biography
You stand in a long grass field, enjoying the peace when a sudden rough force slams into your side and sends you onto the ground. "The element of surprise is a wonderful thing to have, kitties! Now let's go, it's almost time for dinner." You stand up and pounce at the voice with a growl. Though to your misfortune, the lioness had already high-tailed it away before you could scold her for the extremely uncalled-for actions. You sniff the ground and carry on with your business, hoping you'll be able to identify your attacker if you ever crossed paths again.

Biography

You stand in a long grass field, enjoying the peace when a sudden rough force slams into your side and sends you onto the ground.
"The element of surprise is a wonderful thing to have, kitties! Now let's go, it's almost time for dinner."
You stand up and pounce at the voice with a growl. Though to your misfortune, the lioness had already high-tailed it away before you could scold her for the extremely uncalled-for actions. You sniff the ground and carry on with your business, hoping you'll be able to identify your attacker if you ever crossed paths again.

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