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Wia'kasa

"— tutkasa ii"

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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 1 real life day.
Lion Stats
Experience
4760 / 21560 (22%)
Level 15
Strength 26 Speed 23
Stamina 18 Smarts 24
Agility 28 Skill 4
Total Stats: 123
Lion Currents
Age 13 years, 11 months old
Hunger
20%
Mood
49%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Upbeat (Kind)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 91.666666666667%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Ms. Fahrenheit (Deceased) Mother Polyfilia (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred 22 days ago Fertility Very Low (20%) View All Cubs Bred (1)
Appearance Markings
Base Ducat (Orange Skin) Slot 1: Chert Margay (47%) Tier 2
Slot 2: White Unders (73%) Tier 1
Slot 4: Cream Saddle (30%) Tier 1
Slot 6: Goridhe Quail Flecks (48%) Tier 2
Slot 8: Seal Dorsal Line (60%) Tier 2
Slot 9: Feline 8 Gold (31%) Tier 2
Slot 10: Black Dorsal Line (32%) Tier 2
Genetics Golden Medium Countershaded Common
Eyes Amber
Mane Type Normal
Mane Color Fiery
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Cozy Waterhole

Above
Guernsey Lily [1]
Scar: Nose Scratch
Scar: Hip
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 0 Successful Hunts 0 Success Rate 0%


Biography

Broodmother of the Sunless Place
she/her ;; broodmother ;; tutkasa ii


"Oh, me? I'm the broodmother around here," Tutkasa shifts her weight back and forth, from left to right and back again. "I keep track of the cubs we want kept track of. I try not to get terribly attached."

"Ah, the Sunrise King? ...I didn't really anticipate they'd..." Tutkasa sighs deeply, her face falling briefly into a stricken expression, before she trains it back into something neutral. "...Yeah, I know. He was one of mine before... He wasn't, anymore. I suppose it would've happened no matter what."

"Sal keeps asking for a, "totally buff and huge and strong and monstrous" body," Tutkasa lets out a put-upon sigh. "All I've got are cubs. I'm running a cub-mill, not a heavyweight championship."

"...Are you trying to flirt right now?" Tutkasa lets out a genuine laugh; it looks good on her. "Wow, that's sweet. You seem like a sweet lion but... Sorry, you're just a bit soft for me."


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