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Fiesta

"Leonid / 6M / 13% / Crested"

Lion Stats
Experience	7804 / 11000 (70%)
Level	11
Strength	91	Speed	73
Stamina	65	Smarts	62
Agility	83	Skill	27
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	401

Lion Currents
Age	16 years old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Vain (Snarky)

Elder Stage

Breeding Info
Father	II.Leonidas (Deceased)	Mother	Jinrick	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	More than 20 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (1%)	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Leonid (Red Skin)	Slot 2: Fiery Undershine (59%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Gilded Feline (69%) Tier 3 Slot 7: Under White 4 (48%) Tier 0 Slot 8: Under White 8 (87%) Tier 0 Slot 9: Demonic Feralis (69%) Tier 3 Slot 10: Whisper Waves (50%) Tier 3
Genetics	Black Medium Countershaded Special
Eyes	Saffron
Mane Type	Crested
Mane Color	Blood Moon
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Above Scar: Muzzle Scar: Neck

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	99	Successful Hunts	86	Success Rate	86%

Biography
LEONID?? has decided that now is the perfect time to practice killing! Growling and nipping at you, the attack is fierce; so you roll onto your back, yowling, and feign your impending death. You settle down to groom Fiesta, and she seems very pleased. At least she did. You accidentally slobbered a bit too much and she stalked off with a disgusted noise. Crap. You greeted Fiesta in passing, but she seemed embarrassed to say hi. She seemed to be desperately hiding some brambles caught in her fur from you. While preening herself, Fiesta turns towards the sunlight and bathes in it, knowing exactly how beautiful she is. Fiesta closes her eyes with nose up high when you praise her last bunny pouncing session. It was obviously amazing.

Biography

LEONID?? has decided that now is the perfect time to practice killing! Growling and nipping at you, the attack is fierce; so you roll onto your back, yowling, and feign your impending death.

You settle down to groom Fiesta, and she seems very pleased. At least she did. You accidentally slobbered a bit too much and she stalked off with a disgusted noise. Crap.

You greeted Fiesta in passing, but she seemed embarrassed to say hi. She seemed to be desperately hiding some brambles caught in her fur from you.

While preening herself, Fiesta turns towards the sunlight and bathes in it, knowing exactly how beautiful she is.

Fiesta closes her eyes with nose up high when you praise her last bunny pouncing session. It was obviously amazing.

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