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Belongs to Aimablle's Former Pride

Ludisia

primal fangs | clean"

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	24	Speed	26
Stamina	25	Smarts	32
Agility	29	Skill	7
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	143

Lion Currents
Age	16 years old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Kind
Personality	Curious (Kind)

Elder Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Dyvie (Deceased)	Mother	cedar (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	More than 20 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (33%)	View All Cubs Bred (2)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Demiurge (Tan Skin)	Slot 1: Feline 9 Orchid (100%) Tier 5 Slot 2: Ragdoll English Spots (100%) Tier 3 Slot 3: Leg Banding Silver (33%) Tier 1 Slot 4: Noctis Pelage (7%) Tier 2 Slot 5: Blood Moon Feline (100%) Tier 3 Slot 6: Leg Spotting Strong Black (15%) Tier 1 Slot 7: Peach Speckles (45%) Tier 3 This lion has 1 marking hidden on the following slot: 11
Genetics	Black Medium Solid Special
Eyes	Mist
Mane Type	Scarce
Mane Color	Orchid
Mutation	Primal Fangs
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Cozy Waterhole Above Helinus integrifolius Pearl and Flower Ornaments [Pink] Leaf Crown Black-Lored Waxbill Dwarf Ebony Flowers Expression: Delighted Scavenging Otter Below Cape Snow Bush

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

Biography
Every time you get comfortable for a nap, primal fangs keeps trying to eat your feet. Maybe you ought to swat the little bugger. Just a little. They'd get a kick out of it anyways… Ludisia runs to you, asking how your day was and what happened and who you fought with and what animals have you seen today and how are you feeling and how many beetles do you have and and and - she gasps for air, and continues with questions. Happy to see you, Ludisia bumps her forehead against yours and tries to sniff you secretly to find out what other lions you have met today.

Biography

Every time you get comfortable for a nap, primal fangs keeps trying to eat your feet. Maybe you ought to swat the little bugger. Just a little. They'd get a kick out of it anyways…

Ludisia runs to you, asking how your day was and what happened and who you fought with and what animals have you seen today and how are you feeling and how many beetles do you have and and and - she gasps for air, and continues with questions.

Happy to see you, Ludisia bumps her forehead against yours and tries to sniff you secretly to find out what other lions you have met today.

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