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Belongs to Darude's Former Pride

Lacey

"Chased"

Lion Stats
Experience	3429 / 35640 (9%)
Level	19
Strength	92	Speed	65
Stamina	108	Smarts	99
Agility	78	Skill	95
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	537

Lion Currents
Age	14 years, 6 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Cold (Evil)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Unknown	Mother	Unknown	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	17 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (5%)	View All Cubs Bred (2)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Dun (White Skin)	Slot 1: Noctis Cheetah Heavy (44%) Tier 1 Slot 3: Proteles Heavy Ebony (54%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Cimmerian Shepherd (75%) Tier 1 Slot 5: Under White 6 (39%) Tier 0 Slot 6: Ebony Okapi (68%) Tier 6 Slot 7: Frostbitten Lace (46%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Feline 4 Dark Brown (80%) Tier 2 Slot 10: Shell Lace (70%) Tier 2 This lion has 1 marking hidden on the following slot: 11
Genetics	Black Medium Countershaded Common
Eyes	Reptile
Mane Type	Blade
Mane Color	Sepia
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Clean Lake Above Baby Crocodile Guernsey Lily [1] Scar: Front Leg Left Scar: Hind Leg Left Scar: Long Left Eye Scar: Short Right Eye Serpent Fangs Serpent Tongue Devil's Backbone

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	293	Successful Hunts	288	Success Rate	98%

Biography
Factor for Asiatic. Breed to cream or white Lying on the ground with a displeased grimace, Lacey notices you and turns her head, watching the horizon now. Lacey glares at you as you approach, but she does not swat you as you groom her head. Instead, she perches elegantly, making it clear that you can only do this because she is allowing it. Lacey looks at you in silence, whacking her tail on the ground repetitively. You were going to ask Lacey to join you for a meal, but her icy stare stopped you in your tracks. How lovely.

Biography

Factor for Asiatic. Breed to cream or white

Lying on the ground with a displeased grimace, Lacey notices you and turns her head, watching the horizon now.

Lacey glares at you as you approach, but she does not swat you as you groom her head. Instead, she perches elegantly, making it clear that you can only do this because she is allowing it.

Lacey looks at you in silence, whacking her tail on the ground repetitively.

You were going to ask Lacey to join you for a meal, but her icy stare stopped you in your tracks. How lovely.

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