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Belongs to 𝔻𝕒𝕨𝕟 𝕊𝕜𝕪's Former Pride

Midnight Pelt

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Lion Stats
Experience	1009 / 21560 (4%)
Level	15
Strength	82	Speed	90
Stamina	82	Smarts	82
Agility	106	Skill	54
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	496

Lion Currents
Age	15 years, 1 month old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Friendly (Neutral)

Elder Stage

Breeding Info
Father	fяσѕтfαиg (Deceased)	Mother	Tawnyspots (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	More than 20 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (27%)	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Noctis (Black Skin)	Slot 2: Angelic Mottled Fissures (24%) Tier 3 Slot 3: Noctis Quarter Spotting (47%) Tier 1 Slot 4: Angelic Ghost Feralis (33%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Mocha Paws (29%) Tier 0 Slot 6: Silver Trotters (65%) Tier 1 Slot 7: White Trotters (22%) Tier 1 Slot 10: Noctis Waves (35%) Tier 1
Genetics	Black Dark Solid Rare
Eyes	Sodalite
Mane Type	Katanga
Mane Color	Glacial
Mutation	Mane Fluffy
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Hyena Kingdom Above Fancy Guinea Pig [Rex] Scar: Hind Leg Right Scar: Nose Scratch

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	209	Successful Hunts	209	Success Rate	100%

Biography
Midnight Pelt greeted you happily as you approached. Then, she idly said she had this neat story from yesterday, but maybe you don't care enough to hear about it. Because you didn't want to listen to her yesterday. Because you were busy with other pride mates. No, it's okay, she understands. She's not as important as them. She's sitting very close now. Uh. You playfully stuck a feather into the fur on Midnight Pelt’s head. She laughed and asked how she looked. Quite elegant, really. Midnight Pelt kept complaining about having to clean her fur every five minutes. You started to make a joke, but Midnight Pelt then demanded you help her groom. (x3) After a moment of eager nuzzling, you noticed Midnight Pelt’s long fur standing up and poofing out. She rolled her eyes when you started laughing. You approach a group of lions sitting in a semicircle. In front of them you see Midnight Pelt telling a story with great enthusiasm. You sit down and listen for a while before moving on. You find Midnight Pelt just as she made a great hunting pounce. You praise her and she positively glows. Warm fuzzies all around! (x2)

Biography

Midnight Pelt greeted you happily as you approached. Then, she idly said she had this neat story from yesterday, but maybe you don't care enough to hear about it. Because you didn't want to listen to her yesterday. Because you were busy with other pride mates. No, it's okay, she understands. She's not as important as them. She's sitting very close now. Uh.

You playfully stuck a feather into the fur on Midnight Pelt’s head. She laughed and asked how she looked. Quite elegant, really.

Midnight Pelt kept complaining about having to clean her fur every five minutes. You started to make a joke, but Midnight Pelt then demanded you help her groom. (x3)

After a moment of eager nuzzling, you noticed Midnight Pelt’s long fur standing up and poofing out. She rolled her eyes when you started laughing.

You approach a group of lions sitting in a semicircle. In front of them you see Midnight Pelt telling a story with great enthusiasm. You sit down and listen for a while before moving on.

You find Midnight Pelt just as she made a great hunting pounce. You praise her and she positively glows. Warm fuzzies all around! (x2)

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