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Belongs to Hericium's Pride
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Your Old Friend, Death

"Mela "

This lioness is in heat and will be for 3 more days.

Lion Stats
Experience	306 / 440 (69%)
Level	3
Strength	9	Speed	3
Stamina	2	Smarts	3
Agility	8	Skill	2
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	27

Lion Currents
Age	8 years, 3 months old
Hunger	20%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Laidback (Neutral)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Khashima (Deceased)	Mother	Kathleen (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	23 days ago	Fertility	Very Low	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Chestnut (Dark Brown Skin)	Slot 4: Noctis Pelage (17%) Tier 2 Slot 5: Feline 7 Noctis (21%) Tier 2 Slot 6: Cimmerian Dorsum (26%) Tier 1 Slot 8: Cloudburst Web (13%) Tier 3
Genetics	Black Dark Solid Common
Eyes	Brown
Mane Type	Normal
Mane Color	Sidereal
Mutation	Melanism
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Setting Sun Above Halo Lich Eyes Broken Ritual Celestial Detritus The Ones Who Suffered: Kangaroo The Ones Who Suffered: Koala Below Lion Spirit

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	3	Successful Hunts	3	Success Rate	100%

Biography
“When someone leaves your life, those exits are not made equal. Some are beautiful and poetic and satisfying. Others are abrupt and unfair. But most are just unremarkable, unintentional, clumsy.” Death never asked for this job. She never asked to be the last lion that her pride and others see when they leave this mortal plane. But she can make it easier. She approaches with friends and family beside her, a paw outstretched and a welcoming smile. “You just hear the wind. And you just see the stars above you. They are beautiful. And then . . . they're gone.” And in their absence, Death stands, side by side with you. No matter where your journey continues to lead you, she is there like an old friend, supportive and willing to walk with you. No matter where.

Biography

“When someone leaves your life, those exits are not made equal. Some are beautiful and poetic and satisfying. Others are abrupt and unfair. But most are just unremarkable, unintentional, clumsy.”

Death never asked for this job. She never asked to be the last lion that her pride and others see when they leave this mortal plane. But she can make it easier. She approaches with friends and family beside her, a paw outstretched and a welcoming smile.

“You just hear the wind. And you just see the stars above you.
They are beautiful.
And then . . . they're gone.”

And in their absence, Death stands, side by side with you. No matter where your journey continues to lead you, she is there like an old friend, supportive and willing to walk with you.

No matter where.

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