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Belongs to ᴄʜᴇʀʀʏᴤᴛᴀʀ's Pride
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WebToe

This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 3 real life days.

Lion Stats
Experience	175 / 990 (17%)
Level	4
Strength	40	Speed	37
Stamina	35	Smarts	39
Agility	34	Skill	10
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	195

Lion Currents
Age	10 years old
Hunger	20%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Brutal (Evil)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	𝓐𝓹𝓸𝓵𝓵𝔂𝓸� (Deceased)	Mother	Newly Claimed Lioness (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	20 days ago	Fertility	Average (78%)	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Ragdoll (Tan Skin)	Slot 5: Under Silky 7 (21%) Tier 0 Slot 7: Gilded Web (9%) Tier 3 Slot 8: Rime Marbled Undercoat (7%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Sunset Crackle (7%) Tier 3 This lion has 5 markings hidden on the following slots: 11, 12, 13, 14, 16
Genetics	Cream Medium Countershaded Special
Eyes	Red
Mane Type	Royal
Mane Color	Deep Fawn
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
None!

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	3	Successful Hunts	3	Success Rate	100%

Biography
You laughingly greet WebKit and start gently pretending to eat them. They shriek and laugh and tell you your teeth tickle. You were having some trouble getting into a carcass with a tough hide, so you invited WebPaw to share with you. Sure enough, she proudly tore the decaying beast to shreds. You wonder if her claws are permanently bloodstained. You trot towards WebToe to say hello, but you get smacked fiercely onto your cheek. You stand in shock, as she keeps giving you smacks, one after another, until you let out a growl, to which she replies with a roar. Women. You like them rough, don't you? You charged WebToe as soon as you saw her this morning. She snarled in ferocity and tackled you to the floor. You didn't miss the grin behind her snarl, though! You greet WebToe. She roars at you. She clearly likes you a lot.

Biography

You laughingly greet WebKit and start gently pretending to eat them. They shriek and laugh and tell you your teeth tickle.

You were having some trouble getting into a carcass with a tough hide, so you invited WebPaw to share with you. Sure enough, she proudly tore the decaying beast to shreds. You wonder if her claws are permanently bloodstained.

You trot towards WebToe to say hello, but you get smacked fiercely onto your cheek. You stand in shock, as she keeps giving you smacks, one after another, until you let out a growl, to which she replies with a roar. Women. You like them rough, don't you?

You charged WebToe as soon as you saw her this morning. She snarled in ferocity and tackled you to the floor. You didn't miss the grin behind her snarl, though!

You greet WebToe. She roars at you. She clearly likes you a lot.

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