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Belongs to Serin's Pride
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Mars' Trade Broker

"long-gen"

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This lioness is pregnant! She will give birth in 1 real life day. She has been bred to Serin (#303811). She has a nest and will give birth safely. She cannot hunt while nesting.
Lion Stats
Experience
3586 / 7040 (50%)
Level 9
Strength 20 Speed 27
Stamina 15 Smarts 14
Agility 26 Skill 18
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 120
Lion Currents
Age 14 years old
Hunger
33%
Mood
80%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Evasive (Neutral)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 92.307692307692%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father The Galaxy Beyond (Deceased) Mother The Charred Remains of Earth (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred 2 days ago Fertility Very Low (34%) View All Cubs Bred (2)
Appearance Markings
Base Liver (Dark Brown Skin) Slot 1: Cherry Reverse Vitiligo Mash (73%) Tier 3
Slot 2: Prune Grunge (30%) Tier 3
Slot 3: Red Reverse Vitiligo Mash (75%) Tier 3
Slot 4: Blood Moon Reverse Vitiligo Mash (25%) Tier 3
Slot 5: Feline 9 Ebony (67%) Tier 5
Slot 9: White Underfur (62%) Tier 1
Genetics Black Medium Solid Common
Eyes Cloudy
Mane Type Thick
Mane Color Cloudburst
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Hyena Lands

Above
Scar: Nose Ridge
Scar: Belly Scratch
Mummification
Common Raven [1]
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 57 Successful Hunts 57 Success Rate 100%


Biography
Mars has just returned from another day out, managing dealings with the bordering Hyena Clan. She settles down next to Dusk, stretching her sore paws. "Yeah, everything with the clans went fine. Don't worry about it, I've got it handled. How about Ember? How's he handling patrol duty?"

Dusk jumps at the opportunity to talk about her son, freeing Mars from focus. Dusk is caught up in her own world, rambling about Ember, but Mars notices you coming up to chat. She tries to ignore you at first, but you stare for long enough that she speaks up.
"Uhm.. can I help you?"
"What's with the bird?" You ask, motioning to the raven by her side.
"Oh, that's Warble. He's my translator." She explains, though that brings up many more questions. Warble doesn't seem all that interested in talking to you either.

//As you two greet each other, Mars' Trade Broker moves away when you get too close. You try to approach her again, and she begrudgingly accepts the friendly nuzzle you offer her. She looks a bit bothered about it, though.//





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