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Belongs to Fireshade's Pride
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Flurryfall

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This lioness is in heat and will be for 0 more days.
Lion Stats
Experience
1771 / 2750 (64%)
Level 6
Strength 49 Speed 55
Stamina 62 Smarts 64
Agility 52 Skill 22
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 304
Lion Currents
Age 3 years, 8 months old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Sinister (Evil)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 12.820512820513%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Bezprzym (Deceased) Mother Wildflower View Full Heritage
Last Bred Never Fertility Very Low View All Cubs Bred (0)
Appearance Markings
Base White (White Skin) Slot 1: Brimstone Undersides (66%) Tier 3
Slot 3: Hoarfrost Dust (70%) Tier 3
Slot 5: Rime Feline (31%) Tier 3
Slot 6: Rime Points (15%) Tier 3
Slot 8: Hyena Spots Heavy Ebony (30%) Tier 3
Slot 9: Under Cream 8 (48%) Tier 0
Genetics Black Light Solid Common
Eyes Black
Mane Type Scarce
Mane Color Frostbitten
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
None!
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 15 Successful Hunts 15 Success Rate 100%


Biography
Flurryfall catches your attention -- she has an idea! She knows of a secret path into the hyena lands... If everyone uses it to sneak in and destroy everything, perhaps your Pride could triumph over them once and for all!

You pass by Flurryfall lurking in the shadows. She narrows her eyes as she watches you walk by. You are unsure if she is showing contentment or contempt, but it unsettles you.

As you pass by, Flurryfall glares at you intently until you are fully out of her sight. You still feel uneasy a while afterwards.

You pass by Flurryfall and nod a greeting. She is smiling calmly, and returns your greeting. That...can't be a good thing.

Flurryfall pounced right for your throat. Hey ouch! Those teeth sure hurt!

Flurryfall pounced on the feather bundle and ripped it into tiny shreds with a wicked glint in her eye.

With an evil chuckle Flurryfall joked about skinning any Pridemate who tried to pass her. Was she being serious?

Flurryfall dashed to the top of the rock pile, then began pushing small stones over the edge to stop her opponents from getting any higher.

Narrowing her eyes, Flurryfall blended in the with the shadows to track the hare with ease.

Mother: Wildflower





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