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Belongs to Yawning Grave's Former Pride

Imbali

Lion Stats
Experience	3230 / 7040 (45%)
Level	9
Strength	69	Speed	106
Stamina	66	Smarts	75
Agility	72	Skill	18
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	406

Lion Currents
Age	14 years, 1 month old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Brutal (Evil)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	A Mars Dime (Deceased)	Mother	Elvira	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	12 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (1%)	View All Cubs Bred (3)

Appearance		Markings
Base	White (White Skin)	Slot 1: Leonid Smoke (43%) Tier 3 Slot 2: Leonid Undershine (28%) Tier 3 Slot 3: Leonid Coat (29%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Scoundrel Inverted Brawl (46%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Scoundrel Pelage (76%) Tier 3 Slot 7: Scoundrel Feline (84%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Dim Noctis (77%) Tier 2 Slot 10: Ukame Feralis (58%) Tier 3
Genetics	Black Light Solid Common
Eyes	Sandy
Mane Type	Barbary
Mane Color	Ebony
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
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Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	58	Successful Hunts	51	Success Rate	87%

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

Biography

You greet Imbali. She roars at you. She clearly likes you a lot.

You were having some trouble getting into a carcass with a tough hide, so you invited Imbali to share with you. Sure enough, she proudly tore the decaying beast to shreds. You wonder if her claws are permanently bloodstained.

You trot towards Imbali 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?

You charged Imbali 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!

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