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Belongs to Feeking's Pride
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Tubs

"Folded ears "

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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 7 real life days.
Lion Stats
Experience
458 / 1760 (26%)
Level 5
Strength 97 Speed 70
Stamina 93 Smarts 112
Agility 96 Skill 9
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 477
Lion Currents
Age 7 years, 7 months old
Hunger
20%
Mood
90%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Cold (Evil)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 42.948717948718%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father β˜€οΈ Amaterasu β˜€οΈ Mother Kagiso View Full Heritage
Last Bred 16 days ago Fertility Average View All Cubs Bred (2)
Appearance Markings
Base Velvet (Black Skin) Slot 2: Protea Vitiligo (55%) Tier 3
Slot 3: Atlas Quail Flecks (58%) Tier 3
Slot 4: Peach Feralis (40%) Tier 3
Slot 5: Labradorite Mesh (49%) Tier 3
Slot 6: Flamingo Inverted Zebra (46%) Tier 3
Slot 7: White Inverted Cheetah (48%) Tier 1
Slot 8: Merlot Margay (56%) Tier 3
Slot 10: Atlas Hyena Spots Scarce (58%) Tier 3
Genetics Black Dark Solid Special
Eyes Pink
Mane Type Thick
Mane Color Infernal
Mutation Folded Ears
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Hyena Kingdom

Above
Pearl and Flower Ornaments [Opal]
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 9 Successful Hunts 9 Success Rate 100%


Biography
Tubs spent her childhood hiding, running from anything that moved faster than a leaf blowing in the wind. She scavenger off of road kill left by the safari trips near the small rock that she called home.

That changed when she was found by Mini as she patrolled with a few of the cubs she looked after.

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She did not take well to pride life and was often left to fend for herself, deemed abandoned by the silent God and treated as an outsider, this was very unusual for the Feeking pride, but her attitude was so bad they couldn't help but be cold to her.

Looking longingly at the sky Tubs lays on her own. As usual. She lays still as though she was a rock in the sand, cautiously small creatures come and snuff her feeling comfortable to come and walk all over her as her breath hitched.

She didn't want to move in fear of disturbing them, this was the only time she would ever be alright with anything being close to her, she closed her eyes in the sun and asked in the soft caress of small mice and rats that scurried around her looking for food.





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