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Belongs to 𝒲𝑒𝓅𝓈𝑒𝓉's Former Pride

Achlys

Tigon

Lion Stats
Experience	50044 / 92510 (54%)
Level	30
Strength	187	Speed	216
Stamina	226	Smarts	208
Agility	214	Skill	209
Total Stats:		1260

Lion Currents
Age	15 years, 2 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Distant (Neutral)

Elder Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Queen Sappho VIII (Deceased)	Mother	Styx	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	More than 20 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (1%)	View All Cubs Bred (4)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Bast (Sandy Skin)	Slot 1: Ice Cover (24%) Tier 3 Slot 2: White Eyebrows (59%) Tier 1 Slot 4: Ember Mottled Vents (100%) Tier 3 Slot 6: Noctis Grunge (78%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Feline 6 Maroon (41%) Tier 5 Slot 10: Sunset Feralis (53%) Tier 3
Genetics	Golden Medium Countershaded Special
Eyes	Lavender
Mane Type	Crested
Mane Color	Merlot
Mutation	Tigon
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Witches' Sabbath Above Angelic Blessing Eye of the Fierce Roar Shadow Serval Spellbook Foreground Roots Will-o'-the-wisps Zephyr Below Petrified Lion

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	909	Successful Hunts	909	Success Rate	100%

Biography
ACHLYS HOLY SHIT FIRST HEAT YOU GIVE ME A TEMPORAL, SECOND YOU GIVE ME A GON AND THIRD YOU GIVE ME ANOTHER GON???? I LOVE YOU Achlys is standing quietly and watching the clouds move over the lands. For some reason this makes your heart skip a beat. You approached Achlys to groom her, but she just sort of stared at you. She then shuffled awkwardly a bit before going to lay down in her usual spot. Achlys seemed down today. When you asked her what was wrong, she looked up at you with sadness in her eyes and asked why everyone treats her so differently. You woke up and found a little bird snack waiting in front of your nose. Achlys is resting nearby, with a little smile on her face. After instructing your lionesses to go out on a hunt, Achlys walked up to you and looked offended at your inability to hunt your own meal. You explained that the females of the pride are the ones who kill prey and provide for the pride. Achlys turns up her nose and struts away, muttering under her breath about "useless males" and "outdated societal norms". What?

Biography

ACHLYS HOLY SHIT FIRST HEAT YOU GIVE ME A TEMPORAL, SECOND YOU GIVE ME A GON AND THIRD YOU GIVE ME ANOTHER GON???? I LOVE YOU

Achlys is standing quietly and watching the clouds move over the lands. For some reason this makes your heart skip a beat.

You approached Achlys to groom her, but she just sort of stared at you. She then shuffled awkwardly a bit before going to lay down in her usual spot.

Achlys seemed down today. When you asked her what was wrong, she looked up at you with sadness in her eyes and asked why everyone treats her so differently.

You woke up and found a little bird snack waiting in front of your nose. Achlys is resting nearby, with a little smile on her face.

After instructing your lionesses to go out on a hunt, Achlys walked up to you and looked offended at your inability to hunt your own meal. You explained that the females of the pride are the ones who kill prey and provide for the pride. Achlys turns up her nose and struts away, muttering under her breath about "useless males" and "outdated societal norms". What?

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