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Belongs to Serin's Pride
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Cain

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Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	115	Speed	138
Stamina	104	Smarts	122
Agility	98	Skill	17
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	594

Lion Currents
Age	6 years, 3 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	69%
Sex	Male
Personality	Hyperactive (Snarky)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	MoonGlow II (Deceased)	Mother	QuailShade	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	N/A	Fertility	N/A	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Almond (Clouded Skin)	Slot 3: Bone Feline Unders (54%) Tier 1
Genetics	Cream Light Countershaded Common
Eyes	Brown
Mane Type	Sideward
Mane Color	Ebony
Mutation	Achromia
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Den Trophies Above Tigers Eye Flesh of the Unworthy

Lifetime Patrolling Results
Total Patrols	71	Total Stats Gained	136	Total Items Gained	40

Biography
"Settle down, settle down." Serin laughs, watching Cain come crashing into the den, back from patrol. "You will NOT believe what I did while I was out." Cain grins at the king while fumbling into a sitting position, with his tail thumping against the dusty floor and his ears pinned back. "You won't believe it. I swear." "What did you do?" Serin asks. He can't help the amusement and affection in his tone. Cain is special, especially to him. "So, you know how you said that Indika was annoyin' the crap outta you?" The pale lion fidgets, tapping his front paws against the floor in an alternating pattern. He can barely contain his excitement. "I remember briefly mentioning that I was upset with him encroaching on my territory," Serin clarifies, restating himself. "But yes, continue." "Well," Cain's ears flick, pushing on his front paws to stand again. "I wanted to fix that for you, so I...." ----fade---- //Other lions in your pride used to tease Cain about their weird appearance, until they started a rumor that they were favored by the spirits. Nobody wanted to mess with that.//

Biography

"Settle down, settle down." Serin laughs, watching Cain come crashing into the den, back from patrol.

"You will NOT believe what I did while I was out." Cain grins at the king while fumbling into a sitting position, with his tail thumping against the dusty floor and his ears pinned back. "You won't believe it. I swear."

"What did you do?" Serin asks. He can't help the amusement and affection in his tone. Cain is special, especially to him.

"So, you know how you said that Indika was annoyin' the crap outta you?" The pale lion fidgets, tapping his front paws against the floor in an alternating pattern. He can barely contain his excitement.

"I remember briefly mentioning that I was upset with him encroaching on my territory," Serin clarifies, restating himself. "But yes, continue."

"Well," Cain's ears flick, pushing on his front paws to stand again. "I wanted to fix that for you, so I...."

----fade----

//Other lions in your pride used to tease Cain about their weird appearance, until they started a rumor that they were favored by the spirits. Nobody wanted to mess with that.//

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