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Belongs to Broken Silence's Former Pride

Ghost

"Special Base"

Lion Stats
Experience
25584 / 28160 (90%)
Level 17
Strength 185 Speed 153
Stamina 152 Smarts 169
Agility 159 Skill 84
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 902
Lion Currents
Age 15 years, 5 months old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Rebellious (Evil)

Elder Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 100%
Elder Stage 100%
Breeding Info
Father Panto (Deceased) Mother ZeZe (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred 18 days ago Fertility Very Low View All Cubs Bred (3)
Appearance Markings
Base Phantom (Brown Skin) Slot 2: Under Cream 3 (23%) Tier 0
Slot 3: White Inverted Brawl (85%) Tier 3
Slot 4: Arctic Smoke (63%) Tier 3
Slot 6: Nimravus White (75%) Tier 6
Slot 7: Noctis Cheetah Soft (51%) Tier 1
Genetics Black Light Solid Special
Eyes Sage
Mane Type Sideward
Mane Color Heavenly
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations

Above
Scar: Face
Scar: Hind Leg Right
Scar: Long Right Eye
Scar: Nose Ridge
Scar: Shoulder
Scar: Side
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 341 Successful Hunts 341 Success Rate 100%


Biography
Phantom Body x1

You asked Ghost to move over to the shade so she could cool off. She huffed at you but eventually climbed up a very high tree to cool off on the branches when she thought you weren't looking

Although crawling through a fox hole to better sneak up on her target was unconventional, it still certainly worked. You wish you could fit through those still

Whining all the way through, Ghost managed to chase pesky rodents out of your den, as you asked her to!

You gave pointers to Ghost as you watched them wrestle with one of their pride mates. With a put upon growl, they followed your instructions, securing their victory

Ghost gave you a bored look when you asked her to try pouncing on a nearby grasshopper. She looked, for a moment, like she wanted to walk away, but eventually she did as told and caught the insect underneath her paw

When you greet her, Ghost smacks you with her tail as she turns around to take care of her own damn business

Ghost huffs a greeting when you approach, but as soon as you're too close she smacks your cheek. Ow!

You ask Ghost if she wants a tip on her hunting technique, and she tells you she'd rather learn from a log. Ugh, brat.





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