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Belongs to Fireshade's Pride
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Poppydawn

This lioness will come into heat in 7 days.

Lion Stats
Experience	685 / 2750 (24%)
Level	6
Strength	52	Speed	51
Stamina	54	Smarts	78
Agility	47	Skill	17
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	299

Lion Currents
Age	3 years, 10 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Cold (Evil)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Unholy Worship (Deceased)	Mother	Sparkpelt (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	Never	Fertility	High	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Fulvous (Dusky Skin)	Slot 1: Henna Tail (56%) Tier 0 Slot 2: Lycaon Heavy Inverted Noctis (46%) Tier 3 Slot 6: Ragdoll Quagga (41%) Tier 3 Slot 7: Jacana Snuggle (44%) Tier 3 This lion has 5 markings hidden on the following slots: 12, 14, 15, 16, 17
Genetics	Golden Dark Countershaded Rare
Eyes	Red
Mane Type	Thick
Mane Color	Demonic
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

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Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	14	Successful Hunts	14	Success Rate	100%

Biography
Poppydawn looks at you in silence, whacking her tail on her ground repetitively. You were going to ask Poppydawn to join you for a meal, but her icy stare stopped you in your tracks. How lovely. Lying on the ground with a displeased grimace, Poppydawn notices you and turns her head, watching the horizon now. Poppydawn 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. With naught but silence and an icy glare, Poppydawn smoothly took down her opponent. Poppydawn was supposed to leave the mouse alive so that other lions could practice pouncing with it, but apparently today was not one of those merciful days. Poppydawn won the race easily today. She couldn’t help but snicker at the tears of one of the losing lions. It seemed Poppydawn has been keeping her claws nice and sharp. She scaled the tree easily! Quiet as the night and as still as ice, Poppydawn snuck up on a game bird and took it down. She was pretty pleased to have a snack all to herself. Litter-sister: Cinderpool

Biography

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

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

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

Poppydawn 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.

With naught but silence and an icy glare, Poppydawn smoothly took down her opponent.

Poppydawn was supposed to leave the mouse alive so that other lions could practice pouncing with it, but apparently today was not one of those merciful days.

Poppydawn won the race easily today. She couldn’t help but snicker at the tears of one of the losing lions.

It seemed Poppydawn has been keeping her claws nice and sharp. She scaled the tree easily!

Quiet as the night and as still as ice, Poppydawn snuck up on a game bird and took it down. She was pretty pleased to have a snack all to herself.

Litter-sister: Cinderpool

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