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Poppydawn

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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
Total Stats: 299
Lion Currents
Age 3 years, 10 months old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Cold (Evil)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 14.102564102564%
Elder Stage 0%
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
Equipped Decorations
None!
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





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