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Belongs to Maelen's Pride
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frostbite

"Black Dark Solid Rare"

This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 9 real life days.

Lion Stats
Experience	8662 / 18590 (46%)
Level	14
Strength	110	Speed	50
Stamina	51	Smarts	58
Agility	68	Skill	52
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	389

Lion Currents
Age	11 years, 9 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Secretive (Evil)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Theia (Deceased)	Mother	Patches Uneven - Breed Project	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	14 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (19%)	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Noctis (Black Skin)	Slot 4: Hoarfrost Dust (68%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Sunset Lace (83%) Tier 3 Slot 6: White Freckles 2 (84%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Celestial Speckles (10%) Tier 3 Slot 10: White Ear Spots (56%) Tier 1
Genetics	Black Dark Solid Rare
Eyes	Blue
Mane Type	Razor
Mane Color	Frostbitten
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

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Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	136	Successful Hunts	125	Success Rate	91%

Biography
When frostbite darts to Grandpaw Maelen with a small rodent in their jaws, Grandpaw Maelen tells them how wonderfully they'd done, and says they'll make an excellent hunter in the future. You can't even relax for a minute without frostbite climbing all over you, nipping and pulling at your ears. Nothing would calm down the wailing frostbite until they were passed to Grandpaw Maelen's paws. The old lion smothers frostbite with his mane until they start giggling. Looking for a while, you find frostbite sitting between large rocks, away from the rest of the pride. She greets you warmly, though. frostbite runs to you first, says hello and runs off somewhere. Huh? When you approach, frostbite gives you the most intent look, but you cannot figure out why.

Biography

When frostbite darts to Grandpaw Maelen with a small rodent in their jaws, Grandpaw Maelen tells them how wonderfully they'd done, and says they'll make an excellent hunter in the future.

You can't even relax for a minute without frostbite climbing all over you, nipping and pulling at your ears.

Nothing would calm down the wailing frostbite until they were passed to Grandpaw Maelen's paws. The old lion smothers frostbite with his mane until they start giggling.

Looking for a while, you find frostbite sitting between large rocks, away from the rest of the pride. She greets you warmly, though.

frostbite runs to you first, says hello and runs off somewhere. Huh?

When you approach, frostbite gives you the most intent look, but you cannot figure out why.

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