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Prophecy Untold

Leopon"

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

Appearance		Markings
Base	Arctic (Lagoon Skin)	Slot 2: Demonic Glaze (30%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Labradorite Mesh (35%) Tier 3 Slot 6: Mottled Rosette (97%) Tier 5 Slot 7: Vitiligo 7 (2%) Tier 2
Genetics	Black Medium Countershaded Special
Eyes	Mist
Mane Type	Diabolic
Mane Color	Rough Ruby
Mutation	Leopon
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Frozen Sparkling Waterfall Above Lab Test Frog Tobiano For LeoponCustom Decor Dragon Faes (For Sirens)Custom Decor Heavenly Wings for Leopon (White)Custom Decor Leopon PiercingsCustom Decor Glowing Tree SpiritsCustom Decor Snow Snow Flurries Ground Fog

Biography
From childhood’s hour I have not been As others were—I have not seen As others saw—I could not bring My passions from a common spring— From the same source I have not taken My sorrow—I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone— And all I lov’d—I lov’d alone— Then—in my childhood—in the dawn Of a most stormy life—was drawn From ev’ry depth of good and ill The mystery which binds me still— From the torrent, or the fountain— From the red cliff of the mountain— From the sun that ’round me roll’d In its autumn tint of gold— From the lightning in the sky As it pass’d me flying by— From the thunder, and the storm— And the cloud that took the form (When the rest of Heaven was blue) Of a demon in my view—

Biography

From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were—I have not seen
As others saw—I could not bring
My passions from a common spring—
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow—I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone—
And all I lov’d—I lov’d alone—
Then—in my childhood—in the dawn
Of a most stormy life—was drawn
From ev’ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still—
From the torrent, or the fountain—
From the red cliff of the mountain—
From the sun that ’round me roll’d
In its autumn tint of gold—
From the lightning in the sky
As it pass’d me flying by—
From the thunder, and the storm—
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view—

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