#794182028847
Belongs to Californication's Former Pride

Fleurette

"clean 3m low fert"

Lion Stats
Experience	6005 / 8910 (67%)
Level	10
Strength	62	Speed	60
Stamina	59	Smarts	83
Agility	71	Skill	20
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	355

Lion Currents
Age	15 years, 3 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Brutal (Evil)

Elder Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Camillus (Deceased)	Mother	Braulia	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	More than 20 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (26%)	View All Cubs Bred (2)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Frostbitten (Black Skin)	Slot 3: Cimmerian Points (100%) Tier 1 Slot 7: Frostbitten Inverted Quagga (96%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Inverted Heavy Rosette White (100%) Tier 4
Genetics	Black Medium Solid Special
Eyes	Mist
Mane Type	Wavy
Mane Color	Liver
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
None!

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	81	Successful Hunts	81	Success Rate	100%

Biography
You charged Fleurette 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 were having some trouble getting into a carcass with a tough hide, so you invited Fleurette to share with you. Sure enough, she proudly tore the decaying beast to shreds. You wonder if her claws are permanently bloodstained. You greet Fleurette. She roars at you. She clearly likes you a lot. You trot towards Fleurette 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?

Biography

You charged Fleurette 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 were having some trouble getting into a carcass with a tough hide, so you invited Fleurette to share with you. Sure enough, she proudly tore the decaying beast to shreds. You wonder if her claws are permanently bloodstained.
You greet Fleurette. She roars at you. She clearly likes you a lot.
You trot towards Fleurette 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?

Report This Lion