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Belongs to ⊱✿⊰ Sacrificial ⊱✿⊰'s Pride
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Krampus

"Felis Parents | Christmas Baby"

This lioness will come into heat in 7 days.

Lion Stats
Experience	1490 / 3960 (37%)
Level	7
Strength	39	Speed	67
Stamina	45	Smarts	44
Agility	42	Skill	17
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	254

Lion Currents
Age	12 years, 6 months old
Hunger	20%
Mood	70%
Sex	Female
Pose	Jolly
Personality	Snarky (Snarky)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Mirrored Dusk	Mother	Amethyst	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	More than 20 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (11%) (10% boost)	View All Cubs Bred (3)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Pewter (Gray Skin)	Slot 1: Ragdoll Siamese (82%) Tier 3 Slot 2: Frostbitten Lace (82%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Feralis Noctis (53%) Tier 6 Slot 6: Sunset Crackle (14%) Tier 3 Slot 7: White Rugged Unders (54%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Feline 5 Noctis (54%) Tier 2
Genetics	Black Dark Countershaded Common
Eyes	Pink
Mane Type	Scarce
Mane Color	Ragdoll
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Frozen Sparkling Waterfall Above Death Battle Mask Krampus Horns Krampus Tail Fiend Horns Bloodstone Fang Extensions Krampus Tongue Dead Lion Cub Snow Storm Snow Flurries Below Taurus Fir Snow-Covered Log Aging Cremello Horse

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	23	Successful Hunts	23	Success Rate	100%

Biography
. * Krampus laid on the snow covered ground, laughing as she curled her tail tight around her. Her cremello pal stood as it neighed in laughter as well, shaking its pale mane as to remove any build-up of snow. She uses a claw to prod the dead cub next to her, only rolling her eyes when it doesn't respond . She looks up, noticing you. She grins cheerfully, sitting upright, she speaks. " What's wrong? Not what you expected? Hah! For all lions sake, it's in the name. " , She laughed at her own words, although being born on the day of Christmas, she wasn't entirely good like Saint Nick. Instead she was rather rude to other lions and as punishing as Krampus . She rolled her eyes when she realized you weren't leaving, before sighing aloud she spoke up, " What are you here for? Whatever it is, get along with it. You stink. " * . . * Perhaps you could say no to this? * .

Biography

. * Krampus laid on the snow covered ground, laughing as she curled her tail tight around her. Her cremello pal stood as it neighed in laughter as well, shaking its pale mane as to remove any build-up of snow. She uses a claw to prod the dead cub next to her, only rolling her eyes when it doesn't respond . She looks up, noticing you. She grins cheerfully, sitting upright, she speaks. " What's wrong? Not what you expected? Hah! For all lions sake, it's in the name. " , She laughed at her own words, although being born on the day of Christmas, she wasn't entirely good like Saint Nick. Instead she was rather rude to other lions and as punishing as Krampus .
She rolled her eyes when she realized you weren't leaving, before sighing aloud she spoke up, " What are you here for? Whatever it is, get along with it. You stink. " * .

. * Perhaps you could say no to this? * .

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