Midsummer Beauty

" Huntress "

Lion Stats
Experience
14617 / 28160 (51%)
Level 17
Strength 124 Speed 132
Stamina 105 Smarts 136
Agility 127 Skill 76
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 700
Lion Currents
Age 16 years old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Neutral
Personality
Friendly (Neutral)

Elder Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 100%
Elder Stage 100%
Breeding Info
Father Skimbleshanks (Deceased) Mother Blue Bayou (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred More than 20 days ago Fertility Very Low (20%) View All Cubs Bred (2)
Appearance Markings
Base Elysian (Matte Skin) Slot 2: Sunrise Margay (45%) Tier 3
Slot 7: Under White 1 (46%) Tier 0
Slot 9: Sunset Siamese (63%) Tier 3
Slot 10: Chatoyant Margay (60%) Tier 3
Genetics Black Dark Countershaded Special
Eyes Jet
Mane Type Normal
Mane Color Elysian
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations

Above
Wings of Death [Top]

Below
Wings of Death [Bottom]
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 298 Successful Hunts 298 Success Rate 100%


Biography
Name: Midsummer Beauty
Pronouns: She/they
Rank: Huntress
Sexuality: Unknown

"Take me to the skies, to find a place where we can hide..."



No one truly knows what Midsummer Beauty is like. No one besides Ophelia that is. The rogue lioness found her as a small cub near The Primordial Jungle, barely weaned and very fragile. Feeling as though her heart might shatter, she took the cub with her to raise her in solitude. There was a name written down where Ophelia found the cub, and so she named it Midsummer Beauty.

Beauty is a gentle lioness although slightly aloof at times. She is a daydreamer and quite a jokester if she wants to. Like her adoptive mother, she keeps away from the territory of the camp, having seen certain... events transpire. She isn't entirely sure what she saw, but it had something to do with Morpheus and a large primal lion. She doesn't feel ready yet to share those experiences with Ophelia, but she promised herself she would one day. That day would never come, as she found Ophelia one day, in a pool of her own blood, her throat slashed. Midsummer is now alone, and she still hasn't told anyone her secret.

PS: In her teenage years, strange growths started appearing on her back, until they grew into a pair of magnificent black wings.

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You approach a group of lions sitting in a semicircle. In front of them you see Midsummer Beauty telling a story with great enthusiasm. You sit down and listen for a while before moving on.

Midsummer Beauty sits with another lioness, carefully cleaning dirt out of her fur.

You find Midsummer Beauty just as she made a great hunting pounce. You praise her and she positively glows. Warm fuzzies all around!





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