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Belongs to TÖM's Pride
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Killian

Primal Fangs

This lioness is in heat and will be for 3 more days.

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	3	Speed	7
Stamina	6	Smarts	2
Agility	5	Skill	5
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	28

Lion Currents
Age	8 years old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Snarky (Snarky)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Ulloriaq (Deceased)	Mother	Amaterasu (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	More than 20 days ago	Fertility	Low	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Platinum (Gray Skin)	Slot 3: Rhino Crackle (22%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Rhino Okapi (52%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Feralis Noctis (93%) Tier 6 Slot 6: Noctis Cover (64%) Tier 1 Slot 9: White Tip Toe (13%) Tier 3
Genetics	Black Medium Solid Rare
Eyes	Cloudy
Mane Type	Thick
Mane Color	Penumbra
Mutation	Primal Fangs
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Dark Forest Above Fiend Horns Flame Accents - Lich [Head] Flame Accents - Lich [Paws] Flame Accents - Lich [Ears]

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	0	Successful Hunts	0	Success Rate	0%

Biography
A grey striped lioness sits dutifully, guarding the entrance. Her tail, forehead, and paws are alight with soul flames; a sign that she's fought countless hard battles. Her current presence shows she's won all of them. "State your business." She speaks curtly, her voice on the lower side with an edge of gruffness.. You say you're merely here to visit and her cloudy eyes squint at you. Finally, she stands and approaches, huffing in thought as she prowls closer to you. She stops about a paw's length away and stares you dead in the eyes. For a moment, you could swear you could hear whispers of her long gone victims as she seemed to stare directly to your soul. She looks away after a long moment. "Very well. I do not feel as if you have any ill intent. Do not deceive us and you will leave here safely..." With that said, she leaves your side and sits at the entrance once again.

Biography

A grey striped lioness sits dutifully, guarding the entrance. Her tail, forehead, and paws are alight with soul flames; a sign that she's fought countless hard battles. Her current presence shows she's won all of them.
"State your business." She speaks curtly, her voice on the lower side with an edge of gruffness.. You say you're merely here to visit and her cloudy eyes squint at you. Finally, she stands and approaches, huffing in thought as she prowls closer to you. She stops about a paw's length away and stares you dead in the eyes. For a moment, you could swear you could hear whispers of her long gone victims as she seemed to stare directly to your soul.
She looks away after a long moment. "Very well. I do not feel as if you have any ill intent. Do not deceive us and you will leave here safely..." With that said, she leaves your side and sits at the entrance once again.

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