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Belongs to Feeking's Pride
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Arla

"Achromia "

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This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 17 real life days.
Lion Stats
Experience
2239 / 2750 (81%)
Level 6
Strength 34 Speed 36
Stamina 31 Smarts 37
Agility 36 Skill 15
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 189
Lion Currents
Age 9 years old
Hunger
20%
Mood
90%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Needy (Snarky)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 53.846153846154%
Elder Stage 0%
Appearance Markings
Base Gunmetal Gray (Gray Skin) Slot 2: Blue Poinsettia Fawn (45%) Tier 3
Slot 3: White Facial Spotting (31%) Tier 1
Slot 5: Blood Moon Mirage (30%) Tier 3
Slot 6: Blue Poinsettia Snuggle (41%) Tier 3
Slot 8: Celestial Speckles (47%) Tier 3


This lion has 1 marking hidden on the following slot:
12
Genetics Black Dark Countershaded Uncommon
Eyes Peach
Mane Type Thick
Mane Color Rosy Brown
Mutation Achromia
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
[D] Great Fires Background

Above
Moonlight
Divine Promise
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 20 Successful Hunts 20 Success Rate 100%


Nursing Cubs
This lioness is currently nursing the following cubs...
Cub
Cub
Cub
Cub
Biography
'A cub born under the brightness of a full moon takes on many blessings and forever bears the white complexion of the Silent Gods watchful eye.' (White eye:1:12.)
Even though all white cubs are said to have blessings themselves many prides find themselves terrified of the young children with the gift of white fur, fearing wronging them and bringing upon them the wrath of the silent God. Feeking's pride doesn't believe in these superstitions and welcomed Arla warmly when she appeared under the giving tree.

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Her fur glistened under the white moon during prayer night, her eyes closed in worship. Cubs inexperienced with long periods of silence whisper to one another, talking of her beauty. In awe of her grace.

Their mother's try desperately to shut them up growling softly at their young, still hoping to keep the quiet peace of the full moon.

Feeking filtered through the praying lionesses and sat next to Alrla, as he usually does on prayer night, watching her with the same awe filled eyes as the cubs watch her with.

They felt blessed to have her in their pride and she was blessed to be there. She smiled up at her king before continuing to pray in Silent solitude. Her king nodded towards her and looked up towards the eye of their God.





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