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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 6 real life days.
Your lioness has been flirted with 11 times! 2 have failed.
Lion Stats
Experience
389771 / 7040 (100%)
Level 9
Strength 151 Speed 177
Stamina 156 Smarts 186
Agility 175 Skill 150
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 995
Lion Currents
Age 7 years, 9 months old
Hunger
30%
Mood
56%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Trusting (Good)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 44.230769230769%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father π–π–Žπ–“π– (Deceased) Mother WHORE View Full Heritage
Last Bred 17 days ago Fertility Good View All Cubs Bred (1)
Appearance Markings
Base Obsidian (Black Skin) Slot 1: White Inverted Cheetah (46%) Tier 1
Slot 5: White Mottled Fissures (49%) Tier 3
Slot 7: Feline 7 Elysian (84%) Tier 5
Slot 8: Noctis Cheetah Royal (51%) Tier 3


This lion has 3 markings hidden on the following slots:
11, 12, 14
Genetics Black Dark Solid Common
Eyes Cloudy
Mane Type Normal
Mane Color Noctis
Mutation Piebald (Harlequin)
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
None!
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 607 Successful Hunts 601 Success Rate 99%


Biography
You are enjoying a walk with harle oh shit, when they suddenly dive forward shouting NUTRIENTS! Oh no. No! Don't eat those nutrients! SPIT IT OUT!

After spotting Cub push over one of their siblings in the mud, Grandpaw π–π–Žπ–“π– pulls them aside and, with pride, tells them they should always take advantage of the weak.


harle oh shit ends up wandering a little too close to Grandpaw π–π–Žπ–“π– as he sleeps. Grandpaw π–π–Žπ–“π– snarls at harle oh shit and aims a swipe at them before they scarper to the safety of the other side of the den.

harle oh shit really, really wants that meerkat snack. Like, so badly. The screeching is getting old, fast. You eat it to show them that life doesn't always get them what they want.

You are annoyed at that damn green snake. So demanding. harle oh shit suggests that they could go boop their snoot. That sounds like a great idea, actually. Let's go boop the snoot.

harle oh shit greets you as you approach, and prones herself in front of you, nuzzling your paws.

brain fog rolls on her back in front of your paws, inviting you for a gentle tussle





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