#794173484623
Belongs to Phenolphthalein's Pride
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Dr.Pepper in Whiskey

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

Your lioness has been flirted with 65 times! 34 have failed.
Appearance Markings
Base Haunted (Dark Brown Skin) Slot 1: Onyx Cheetah Royal (42%) Tier 3
Slot 2: Feline 7 Lilac (55%) Tier 2
Slot 3: Bone Gentle Unders (90%) Tier 1
Slot 4: Fuchsia Feline (28%) Tier 3
Slot 5: Prune Rugged Face (71%) Tier 3
Slot 6: Stratosphere Feline (39%) Tier 3
Slot 7: Feline 6 Orchid (80%) Tier 5
Slot 8: Sunset Valiant (80%) Tier 3
Slot 9: Leg Stripes (43%) Tier 0
Genetics Red Dark Countershaded Special
Eyes Jet
Mane Type Crested
Mane Color Ebony
Mutation Piebald (Harlequin)
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Big Frozen Waterfall

Above
Jewelry: Gray and Purple Bedlah
Messy Mane 2
Guernsey Lily [1]
Poinsettia Flowers
Halo
Bottle Brush Grass
Misty Haze
Mist

Below
Willowmore Cedar
Petrified Wood
Biography
Clean surprisingly
https://www.lioden.com/heritage.php?type=1&id=794173484623
The father is one of my first ever kings, the mother is my first ever gon. Near clone of my first ever king, I love her. Friend named her.

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You notice another pride mate was feeling down. Before you could think of what to say, Dr.Pepper in Whiskey came in to comfort them with a pretty little flower gift. You wish you were that thoughtful.

You saw Dr.Pepper in Whiskey leap up to grab a bird yesterday - cool! You ask her how she did it, and she is quite happy to show you and help you practice!

You come back to the den and find your favorite sleeping spot covered with flowers. Dr.Pepper in Whiskey is sitting by, sparkles in her eyes, to see if you like it.

As you approach, Dr.Pepper in Whiskey comes up to you asking once again if you really care about her.

A flock of tiny birds are playing and pouncing all over Dr.Pepper in Whiskey. She is just remaining where she is, humming softly and letting them go at it.

You went up to Dr.Pepper in Whiskey to ask how hunting practice went today. She instead told you all about a cool bird she saw on the way. You guess she doesn't really want to talk about it. Ah well.

You lie out under the stars, paws in the air. Dr.Pepper in Whiskey came by to join you. You both have fun watching the lights and chatting about nothing in particular.

Dr.Pepper in Whiskey does not say a word but curls up close to your feet as you sit down near her, seeming to need some affection right now.








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