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This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 19 real life days.

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	24	Speed	19
Stamina	18	Smarts	30
Agility	17	Skill	11
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	119

Lion Currents
Age	9 years old
Hunger	29%
Mood	75%
Sex	Female
Pose	Neutral
Personality	Harsh (Evil)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Sir MeowAlot (Deceased)	Mother	0 Lea	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	4 days ago	Fertility	Very Low	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Tawny (Apricot Skin)	Slot 1: Leonid Smoke (62%) Tier 3 Slot 3: Leonid Coat (50%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Noctis Siamese (30%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Noctis Soft Rosette (100%) Tier 4 Slot 8: Peach Thrashed Unders (82%) Tier 3
Genetics	Red Light Countershaded Common
Eyes	Dawn
Mane Type	Sideburn
Mane Color	Styx
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Big Frozen Waterfall Above Big Cat Bodywear: Albino Albino Pygmy Owl Pearl and Flower Ornaments [White] Albino Feline Wings [Top] Krampus Tongue Cold Breath Below Albino Feline Wings [Bottom]

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

Biography
Sitting at the bed with the halo at your head Was it all a disguise, like Junior High Where everything was fiction, future, and prediction Now, where am I? My fading supply Did you get enough love, my little dove Why do you cry? And I'm sorry I left, but it was for the best Though it never felt right My little Versailles —— -Fourth of July- appears to be in complete zoomie-mode. You chew on a bone and have fun watching them randomly run from one bush to another, their eyes huge -Fourth of July- shoots you a pointed stare as you near, snorting at you disapprovingly for some reason or another. -Fourth of July- comments on your lack of skill in sparring with other lions as you approach. Sheesh. Watafak ?

Biography

Sitting at the bed with the halo at your head
Was it all a disguise, like Junior High
Where everything was fiction, future, and prediction
Now, where am I?
My fading supply
Did you get enough love, my little dove
Why do you cry?
And I'm sorry I left, but it was for the best
Though it never felt right
My little Versailles

——

-Fourth of July- appears to be in complete zoomie-mode. You chew on a bone and have fun watching them randomly run from one bush to another, their eyes huge

-Fourth of July- shoots you a pointed stare as you near, snorting at you disapprovingly for some reason or another.

-Fourth of July- comments on your lack of skill in sparring with other lions as you approach. Sheesh.

Watafak ?

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