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Belongs to 𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐓𝐔𝐒's Pride
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𖤓 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐍𝐈𝐍

" G2 | Slate"

This lioness is pregnant! She will give birth in 3 real life days. She has been bred to 𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐓𝐔𝐒 (#370528). She does not have a nest! Her cubs may be unsafe when she gives birth unless a nest is built!

Lion Stats
Experience	313 / 440 (71%)
Level	3
Strength	37	Speed	39
Stamina	41	Smarts	32
Agility	39	Skill	2
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	190

Lion Currents
Age	10 years, 3 months old
Hunger	22%
Mood	86%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Unreliable (Snarky)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Celtigar (Deceased)	Mother	Meteor	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	Today	Fertility	Very Low	View All Cubs Bred (3)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Slate (Black Skin)	Slot 1: Seal Dapple (81%) Tier 1 Slot 3: Silver Undercoat (82%) Tier 1 Slot 5: Hibiscus Feline (44%) Tier 3 Slot 6: Noctis Cheetah Heavy (62%) Tier 1 Slot 9: Water Hyacinth Shine (53%) Tier 3 This lion has 4 markings hidden on the following slots: 11, 12, 13, 14
Genetics	Black Dark Countershaded Rare
Eyes	Dove
Mane Type	Regent
Mane Color	Noctis
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
None!

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	2	Successful Hunts	2	Success Rate	100%

Biography
───── ❝ 𝑳𝒐𝒓𝒆 ❞ ───── You could tell something was different about Selninn, the way the other more snarky lionesses addressed her, but she seemed to not care. Her paws were stretched out in front of her, her purple eyes are staring back at you with a seemingly uninterested expression. Her tail flicks gently on the cold rock she rested upon, her face rubbing gently across the smooth surface. She was in the middle of the den, and the highest up - an air of importance exuded from her but she only had the marking of having Azetus's favor - she wasn't royalty.

Biography

───── ❝ 𝑳𝒐𝒓𝒆 ❞ ─────

You could tell something was different about Selninn, the way the other more snarky lionesses addressed her, but she seemed to not care. Her paws were stretched out in front of her, her purple eyes are staring back at you with a seemingly uninterested expression.

Her tail flicks gently on the cold rock she rested upon, her face rubbing gently across the smooth surface. She was in the middle of the den, and the highest up - an air of importance exuded from her but she only had the marking of having Azetus's favor - she wasn't royalty.

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