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Belongs to Tricky's Former Pride

Mire

Lion Stats
Experience	19705 / 21560 (91%)
Level	15
Strength	122	Speed	137
Stamina	126	Smarts	88
Agility	100	Skill	60
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	633

Lion Currents
Age	14 years, 7 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Sarcastic (Snarky)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Reha (Deceased)	Mother	Lacey	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	8 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (17%)	View All Cubs Bred (2)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Divine (White Skin)	Slot 1: Astral Flare (80%) Tier 3 Slot 2: Feline 7 Elysian (50%) Tier 5 Slot 3: Blue Lace (58%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Hoarfrost Hyena Unders (50%) Tier 3 Slot 7: Frostbitten Lace (37%) Tier 3
Genetics	Black Dark Countershaded Special
Eyes	Emerald
Mane Type	Crested
Mane Color	Atlas
Mutation	Mane Silky
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Leonids Above Scar: Hind Leg Right Scar: Long Right Eye Scar: Neck Scar: Face Scar: Muzzle Meteor Shards Necklace Celestial Wings - Sunset [Top] Shiny Rock Septum Ring [White] Fluffy Cheeks [White] Babiana Tail Wrap Guardian Whisper of Tefnut Below Celestial Wings - Sunset [Bottom]

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	253	Successful Hunts	219	Success Rate	86%

Biography
Mire watches you amusedly, and states dryly that she did not know broken feathers were in fashion nowadays. You hastily remove the offending debris from your mane. You saw Mire sitting in the shade, trying to keep cool. It must be hot under that layer of heavy fur! You greet Mire and ask her how she is. She informs you that she is FANTASMIC, and she is ABSOLUTELY fine with not getting a share of the last meal. Really. You and Mire got in some trouble with a vicious warthog. After escaping, she suggested you ought to invite the hog for a visit the next time you have guests, for it could liven up any party. You share a chuckle. You asked Mire if she ever stores food in her toe fur for later. She snorted and then swatted at you. You ran up to Mire and rubbed your body against hers in a display of affection. As you pulled away from her you noticed all of that poofy fur standing on end because of static. Oops. Mire shook herself after a sudden rainfall, showering everyone nearby in droplets soaked up by all that fur.

Biography

Mire watches you amusedly, and states dryly that she did not know broken feathers were in fashion nowadays. You hastily remove the offending debris from your mane.

You saw Mire sitting in the shade, trying to keep cool. It must be hot under that layer of heavy fur!

You greet Mire and ask her how she is. She informs you that she is FANTASMIC, and she is ABSOLUTELY fine with not getting a share of the last meal. Really.

You and Mire got in some trouble with a vicious warthog. After escaping, she suggested you ought to invite the hog for a visit the next time you have guests, for it could liven up any party. You share a chuckle.

You asked Mire if she ever stores food in her toe fur for later. She snorted and then swatted at you.

You ran up to Mire and rubbed your body against hers in a display of affection. As you pulled away from her you noticed all of that poofy fur standing on end because of static. Oops.

Mire shook herself after a sudden rainfall, showering everyone nearby in droplets soaked up by all that fur.

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