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𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙨

(𝗫𝗟)"

This cub is immortal! It will not age or get hungry.

Appearance		Markings
Base	Atlas (White Skin)	Slot 1: Atlas Hyena Blots Scarce (100%) Tier 3 Slot 2: Rime Feline (100%) Tier 3 Slot 3: Atlas Hyena Spots Scarce (100%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Rime Marbled Undercoat (100%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Atlas Indri (100%) Tier 3 Slot 6: Rime Points (100%) Tier 3 Slot 7: Atlas Quail Flecks (100%) Tier 3 Slot 8: Rime Reverse Vitiligo Mash (100%) Tier 3 This lion has 3 markings hidden on the following slots: 13, 15, 17
Genetics	Cream Medium Solid Special
Eyes	Aqua
Mane Type	Razor
Mane Color	Atlas
Mutation	Extra Limbs
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Abandoned Cemetery Above Demonic Dust Wings of Death [Top] Spiritual Crescent [Dark] Shadow Canine Shadow Feline Friend Below Demonic Summoning Circle Shadow Demon Wings of Death [Bottom]

Biography
You stumble upon a human graveyard headstones are cracked and fog settles along the damp grassy floor like a blanket and as you pad further into the darkness a shadowy figure can be seen resting between some headstones. Upon closer inspection you come to realize it’s a cub growing concerned you carefully venture over. “Youngling what are you doing out here all alone?” You ask as the cub looks up at you with aqua blue eyes “I am not alone” says the cub as shadows unwrap themselves from around the cub revealing its multiple limbs and an entourage of shadowy felines that sit around it all at different stages of life. “The shadows are my friends” replies the cub with a happy smile. Nodding you then leave the graveyard a sad feeling settling over you as you come to understand what the cub meant. She’s dead and her only friends will ever be the shadows of what She could’ve been.

Biography

You stumble upon a human graveyard headstones are cracked and fog settles along the damp grassy floor like a blanket and as you pad further into the darkness a shadowy figure can be seen resting between some headstones.

Upon closer inspection you come to realize it’s a cub growing concerned you carefully venture over. “Youngling what are you doing out here all alone?” You ask as the cub looks up at you with aqua blue eyes “I am not alone” says the cub as shadows unwrap themselves from around the cub revealing its multiple limbs and an entourage of shadowy felines that sit around it all at different stages of life. “The shadows are my friends” replies the cub with a happy smile.

Nodding you then leave the graveyard a sad feeling settling over you as you come to understand what the cub meant. She’s dead and her only friends will ever be the shadows of what She could’ve been.

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