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Belongs to Taron's Pride
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Rai

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This lioness is pregnant! She will give birth in 1 real life day. She has been bred to Taron (#428883). She does not have a nest! Her cubs may be unsafe when she gives birth unless a nest is built!
Lion Stats
Experience
195 / 100 (100%)
Level 1
Strength 25 Speed 35
Stamina 35 Smarts 38
Agility 49 Skill 2
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 184
Lion Currents
Age 13 years, 9 months old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Neutral
Personality
Romantic (Good)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 90.384615384615%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Wilford Motherlovin Warfstache Mother Pink Panther (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred 2 days ago Fertility Very Low View All Cubs Bred (1)
Appearance Markings
Base Wild Rose (Coral Skin) Slot 2: Noctis Sable (48%) Tier 1
Slot 3: White Crackle (56%) Tier 2
Slot 4: Cherry Glaze (68%) Tier 3
Slot 7: Cherry Reverse Vitiligo Mash (53%) Tier 3
Slot 8: Celestial Speckles (73%) Tier 3
Slot 10: Noctis Smudge (48%) Tier 1
Genetics Red Light Solid Common
Eyes Crystal
Mane Type Regent
Mane Color Spectre
Mutation Piebald (Dorsal)
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Golden Water

Above
Expression: Doubt [White Eyelids]
Maneater Mane [Forsaken]
Dried Skin and Burned Bones Ornaments
Tail Fur Extensions [Forsaken]
Rabbit Fur Cloak
[GE - Myanmar] Small Indian Civet
Beaudouin's Snake Eagle
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 1 Successful Hunts 1 Success Rate 100%


Biography
Walking through the charred wasteland she huffs, her little companien happily trotting beside her as she looked up to the sky. Squinting her eyes to somewhat block out the sun she growled. Where was he? Hearing a screach she looked around before spotting her flying friend. Finally. The eagle swoops down before landing on her back, cuddeling into her fur coat before being shaken out of it by Rai. ''where is it?'' she huffed, he had most likely had some fun before getting his two friends. Rolling his eyes the eagle flapped his wings before taking off again, flying a few meters before waiting for the others to catch up. Leading them to a small pit of water he flew down and into the water, taking a bath as he ruffled his feathers. Her small Civet friend rushing over to the water to hastily drink some. Chuckeling at the two of them she joins them at the water. Being an outcast was hard, but at least she had found some friends.





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