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Blaim

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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 3 real life days.
Lion Stats
Experience
1586 / 2750 (57%)
Level 6
Strength 29 Speed 27
Stamina 32 Smarts 33
Agility 34 Skill 14
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 169
Lion Currents
Age 8 years, 5 months old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Humorous (Neutral)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 49.358974358974%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father RαŽ₯†υαᏝ (Deceased) Mother Lady Shade View Full Heritage
Last Bred 20 days ago Fertility Average View All Cubs Bred (2)
Appearance Markings
Base Ebony (Black Skin) Slot 1: Noctis Points (37%) Tier 1
Slot 3: Ritual Fawn (60%) Tier 3
Slot 6: Onyx Lace (68%) Tier 3
Genetics Black Dark Solid Rare
Eyes Eldritch
Mane Type Razor
Mane Color Windfall
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Dark Forest

Above
Jewelry: Glass Shard Necklace
Scar: Front Leg Right
Shiny Rock Left Earring Piercing [Green]
Shiny Rock Right Earring Piercing [Green]
Swirling Snow
Shiny Rock Nose Bridge Piercing [Green]
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 16 Successful Hunts 16 Success Rate 100%


Biography
Blaim was a carbon copy of her mother in regards to her actions as well as her dark colouring. She willingly followed orders and was always looking to help lionesses that had lost their way or needed support.

She loved to hunt and explore the world that she had been allowed into.

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Blaim lazily watched as a herd of zebra passed by the hypnotic stripes lulling her into a trance like state. Sitting by a rock she managed to stay in the shade away from the scorching sun. She had wandered away from her home territory in order to take a break from the bustle of her family.

She watches the striped horses as they graze in silence not knowing about the possible danger looking at them not too far away. She chuckles at the thought. As the sun begins to set over the horizon She stands up and walks idly towards her hone taking in the last slithers of heat from the sinking sun as she heads into the distance.

She is welcomed happily by her pride mates and feels a swell of love gow in her chest, it may get hectic sometimes but it is her home and she is lucky to be a part of it.








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