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This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 9 real life days.
Lion Stats
Experience
1768 / 100 (100%)
Level 1
Strength 57 Speed 48
Stamina 56 Smarts 60
Agility 56 Skill 6
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 283
Lion Currents
Age 3 years, 7 months old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Harsh (Evil)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 12.179487179487%
Elder Stage 0%
Appearance Markings
Base Dikela (Brown Skin) Slot 1: Ritual Dapple (37%) Tier 3
Slot 5: Copal Top (27%) Tier 1
Slot 7: Red Waves (38%) Tier 1
Slot 8: Locust Dapple (39%) Tier 3
Slot 9: Clay Cowl (50%) Tier 0
Slot 10: Locust Quagga (53%) Tier 3
Genetics Black Dark Countershaded Common
Eyes Sage
Mane Type Crested
Mane Color Rough Ruby
Mutation Piebald (Bisected)
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
[D] Great Fires Background

Above
Hoopoe Starling
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 8 Successful Hunts 8 Success Rate 100%


Biography
Welcome, Doe's Leap โ™ก

Who would have thought that there was more than one chance, there was more than death you thought to yourself?..
While the wind was howling, claiming what was lose, pulling poor souls with it whenever it could, a lonely lioness lay frightened behind two large rocks. Her only protection from the gruesome wind were the grey shapes she was sitting behind, she had nothing else to protect her if another creature searched for shelter behind them..

Paw steps! Although the wind shrieked so loud, the lioness could clearly hear something coming closer, something she desperately hope was friendly...

Closer and closer they came from behind the rocks, surely they would come around to the other side soon.. What would she do, she hadn't eaten for days, her body felt weak and hopeless. Perhaps this was her end, dying weakly not even being able to fight for her own life. Or so she thought.
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Zebras was a harsh mother, perhaps the conditions she had survived had hardened her feelings. Who could blame her? Still, that night that was so windy and dark, she had followed the lion who had peaked from behind the rocks to see her shiver with fear and frost.

Moss had lead her back to her prude, she was the ruling queen after saving leftover lions that had first fought against eachother. It has her wish to save lions who had no one else, lions who didn't know how to care for themselves, either because of mutations, age, or anything else. Here in the Tribe the lionesses that could hunt, hunted for all. Sharing was a big thing in this pride, although it was difficult for Zebra to get used to first, she settled slowly with the time.

Perfectly treated back to health, Zebra also began hunting for the clan, getting to know other lionesses and of course her saviour, Moss, more. She soon began liking her leader and the relationship thay they had became even closer as signs of pregnancy began to show from her rounding stomach.

As a queen, Zebra became softer although just for some time. Moss behaved like a great mom would who was working as a leader at the same time. She visited the queen often, maybe everyday to show her support and cuddle with Zebra. Although the time passed quickly and soon a beautiful cub was born, Moss still visited regularly to get the cub used to her.
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Harsh! That was how her mother could be described, Zebra was so mean sometimes. Atleast Doe's Leap thought so. Of course there was still Moss, she could always go the the leader of the Tribe to talk about what was bothering her, still right now camp was not where she wanted to be.

Doe had always felt different than her mother Moss, she had received her temper from Zebra but her gift of a Mutation from Moss. She was somehow both of the combined, of course that made sense, but she didn't want to be just a mix of the two. Doe wanted to be her own, she earned to be HER, not someone of two.

Maybe that was what drove her to run from camp, to leave behind what she could and to find peace outside everything that was happening so quickly. It was as if the angry storm clouds above her head had finally let the rain drop, slowly relaxing from the tension that had built itself in her head.

Perhaps it was weird that at this exact time a Doe came over to her. It was small and looked fragile, she could have easily hunted it down if she had wanted to, but she kept still. Doe didn't move, somehow this little thing new that she was going through something and wanted to comfort her... It lay down next to her putting its head on Doe's back, closed its eyes and slowly drifted asleep.

Doe was softened by this, who wouldn't have been? The adorable animal calmed her down, let her be who she wanted to be. She felt at home, at peace and as if this friend would never let her go. Maybe it was her right to choose how she wanted to act, not her given personality. Nature was where she wanted to be, where she wanted to connect to other spirits, souls, animals. This was her home...





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