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Belongs to Astrantcia Wolfbark's Pride
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Ares

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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 3 real life days.
Lion Stats
Experience
14251 / 18590 (76%)
Level 14
Strength 79 Speed 65
Stamina 74 Smarts 78
Agility 70 Skill 45
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 411
Lion Currents
Age 9 years, 10 months old
Hunger
60%
Mood
70%
Sex Female
Pose Jolly
Personality
Laidback (Neutral)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 60.25641025641%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Samouche (Deceased) Mother Jelly (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred 20 days ago Fertility Low View All Cubs Bred (0)
Appearance Markings
Base Hibiscus (Marbled Skin) Slot 3: Fallow Shimmer (22%) Tier 0
Slot 5: Onyx Cheetah Soft (80%) Tier 1
Slot 6: Cream Strokes (48%) Tier 0


This lion has 1 marking hidden on the following slot:
14
Genetics Red Medium Countershaded Special
Eyes Yellow
Mane Type Scarce
Mane Color Jacana
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Bloodbath

Above
Big Cat Bodywear: White Bengal Tiger
Big Cat Headwear: White Bengal Tiger
Scar: Hind Leg Right
Scar: Shoulder
Messy Mane 2
Beaudouin's Snake Eagle

Below
Muddy Tree
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 191 Successful Hunts 191 Success Rate 100%


Biography
"sacred blood"

*You walk through the parched and dry ground, clearly not having a drop of blood in quite some time, you suddenly watch as a lush and vibrant lioness plays with her owl, her body rolling from one side to another, seems you have stumbled upon the land of ares, goddess of war and bloodshed. She catches your eye, her eyes yellow piercing and cold. She slides over to her side with a seductive and wicked purr, stretching her body in a way that makes you almost feel like she's toying with you. You walk towards her bowing as a sign of respect, she nods as her beloved owl pet rests upon her back.* "Quite brave of a wandering male/female to make way to my territory, they usually stead clear of my domain, unless they're looking to be my next meal" *you give a smile of nervousness, you can't help but feel your body shake, out of fear or something else, you don't know. She soon catches your ears in conversation, though you find it hard to focus when she mentions and shows you the trophies of past wars won. With another bow of respect you leave, relieved you made it out with your body still intact.*





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