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Primal

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Lion Stats
Experience
0 / 100 (0%)
Level 1
Strength 96 Speed 75
Stamina 81 Smarts 98
Agility 106 Skill 16
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 472
Lion Currents
Age 4 years, 8 months old
Hunger
60%
Mood
85%
Sex Male
Personality
Arrogant (Snarky)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 20.512820512821%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Kibúri (Deceased) Mother NCL (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred N/A Fertility N/A View All Cubs Bred (0)
Appearance Markings
Base Dusty (White Skin) Slot 1: White Undertone (44%) Tier 1
Slot 2: Lycaon Scarce Onyx (100%) Tier 3
Slot 3: Aufeis Rogue (40%) Tier 3
Slot 4: Feralis White (59%) Tier 6
Slot 5: Proteles Heavy Ebony (100%) Tier 3
Slot 6: Steele Back (68%) Tier 0
Slot 7: White Gentle Unders (50%) Tier 1
Slot 8: Proteles Scarce Cream (100%) Tier 3
Slot 9: White Socks (50%) Tier 1
Genetics Black Light Countershaded Common
Eyes White
Mane Type Normal
Mane Color Cream Darker
Mutation Primal
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Bloodbath

Above
Hare Bone Piercings
Scar: Long Left Eye
Scar: Side
Shrikes in Thorns
Lifetime Patrolling Results
Total Patrols 40 Total Stats Gained 73 Total Items Gained 16


Biography
"Who are you?" Primal looked towards the king, towering over him.

"Your new father." The king proclaimed.

Primal, in disbelief, shook his head, "But, I thought kings didn't want to adopt?"

The king let out a long sigh, and paused, "I, I am different. I have no children of my own. Nor do I believe I ever will." he added, "And, you're also not just an average everyday lion.." he stated.

"Then what am I?" Primal asked, confused, he never thought he wasn't a regular lion before. Sure, he was a bit bigger and hairier than the rest, but that surely couldn't mean he wasn't a lion.

The king laughed, "Surely you know what you are, by now at least."
Primal seemed irritated, he couldn't tell if the king was making fun of him or not.

"I do not, I have not the slightest clue." Primal replied, calmly.

The king's eyes widened in surprise, "Surely, you're joking?"
Primal shook his head, only stunning the king even more.

"You, like your name suggests, have a primal mutation! Something genuinely remarkable, considering the price I bought you for." The king looked towards Primal, truly overjoyed.

"Primal mutation? Price?" Primal tilted his head, once more, he was confused.

"Nothing comes for free in these lands! Even you cost me quite a hefty sum. And you shouldn't worry about it, it just means you'll get a bit bigger than me, and a bit hairier than me. It can also be passed down to your future offspring!"

"Offspring? Wouldn't that be bad? I mean— What if they don't like being like me?" Primal was genuinely concerned about this topic.

The king burst into laughter, and almost fell onto the ground, "Now, that's a dumb question! Most lions, without mutations, would be simply chased away! Unless they have really good stats, but, even then, it's a stretch."

"Chased away?? You would do that?? To your own pride?" Primal was in disbelief, he thought all prides were big happy families, he never could've suspected something like this was going on..

"My son, you have a lot of things to learn..." The king replied, coldly.


Primal was taken in by the king as a cub, gender swapped, and had a lot of markings applied to him. He is now the embodiment of a true king.


Primal was sent away by the king, to his uncle temporarily.
His purpose of being sent away, was, as he stated; "You are going to work with your uncle, in order to train me a proper heir."





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