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Belongs to ʜᴇʟᴀɪɴ's Pride
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ꜱᴇᴇʀ

"Common|White|Onyx|3M|"

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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 16 real life days.
Lion Stats
Experience
0 / 100 (0%)
Level 1
Strength 35 Speed 38
Stamina 36 Smarts 40
Agility 44 Skill 5
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 198
Lion Currents
Age 10 years, 10 months old
Hunger
40%
Mood
80%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Distant (Neutral)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 67.948717948718%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Little Man. (Deceased) Mother Snow Queen (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred 7 days ago Fertility Very Low (6%) View All Cubs Bred (1)
Appearance Markings
Base Dark Brown (Black Skin) Slot 2: Rhino Okapi (50%) Tier 3
Slot 4: Ice Glaze (25%) Tier 3
Slot 7: Sunrise Vitiligo (1%) Tier 3
Genetics Black Medium Solid Common
Eyes White
Mane Type Incubus
Mane Color Onyx
Mutation Blind
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Clean Lake

Above
Reptile Skin Bodywear
Little Whisper
Windy
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 0 Successful Hunts 0 Success Rate 0%


Nursing Cubs
This lioness is currently nursing the following cubs...
Cub
Biography
Having been picked on all day by their siblings, ꜱᴇᴇʀ has had enough. Preparing to pounce on a particularly bratty cub, Grandpaw Brygenio swoops in just in time. He scolds ꜱᴇᴇʀ for not showing forgiveness towards siblings.

Blind was sulking after being lectured by their mother for wandering outside of the den. Grandpaw Brygenio sits down with the cub and shares a few battle stories of his time as king. ꜱᴇᴇʀ seems to be in a better mood after he finishes.

Grandpaw Brygenio was kind enough to entertain ꜱᴇᴇʀ at the break of dawn when they woke up early. He goes on to tell them of the times you would wake up early and come tug on his mane to try and wake him up. It's funnier on the other end of it, Grandpaw!

You brushed up against ꜱᴇᴇʀ, ensuring that she wouldn't fall as she rose to her feet.


You would have thought that ꜱᴇᴇʀ would struggle with walking or finding her way around the den, but they stalked around with confidence no problem.

You approached ꜱᴇᴇʀ 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.








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