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Lightmist

"Cloudburst/Snowflake Breeding"

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This lioness will come into heat in 4 days.
Lion Stats
Experience
487 / 1760 (27%)
Level 5
Strength 6 Speed 6
Stamina 4 Smarts 6
Agility 5 Skill 20
Total Stats: 47
Lion Currents
Age 3 years old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Awkward (Neutral)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 7.6923076923077%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father 鷹見啓悟 (Deceased) Mother 👅 Chapadora 👅 (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred Never Fertility Average View All Cubs Bred (0)
Appearance Markings
Base Albino (Marbled Skin) Slot 1: Festive Mesh (45%) Tier 3
Slot 2: Fiery Rumble (26%) Tier 3
Slot 3: Merlot Feline (38%) Tier 3
Slot 4: Hibiscus Feline (41%) Tier 3
Slot 5: Under White 4 (50%) Tier 0
Slot 9: Haliotis Feline (16%) Tier 3
Slot 10: Fiery Bottom (53%) Tier 3


This lion has 3 markings hidden on the following slots:
11, 12, 13
Genetics Black Light Solid Common
Eyes Intense Gold
Mane Type Normal
Mane Color Arctic
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations

Above
Scar: Tail
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 8 Successful Hunts 6 Success Rate 75%


Biography
*Breed with Chartreux, Korat, or Maltese for Cloudburst Base; Wet Season Only*
*Breed with Arctic, Aufeis, Frostbitten, Glacial, or Ice for Snowflake Base; Wet Season Only*

You move towards Lightmist to greet her affectionately, but she head-butted you in greeting too hard. Ouch, that smarts a bit.

Lightmist rolls in front of you to play, but then she realizes there is a blood stain on her belly. She looks embarrassed and leaves in a hurry!

Lightmist enthusiastically brought you a wildebeest liver as a treat! Too bad it's your least-favorite food. Ah, well, she doesn't have to know that.

You say hello to Lightmist and ask how she is doing. She says she is fine, and both of you sit in silence for a minute before just sort of...going to do...something else. Ahem.

Lightmist challenged you to a bit of wrestling. You did not want to give up your nice spot in the shade -- unless she stared at you like that. She wins after giving you a silly face.

Lightmist was practicing her pouncing skills. When she spotted you, she suddenly crouched on the ground and crawled away. Cute.

Lightmist started chasing you. You stood your ground and watched as she approached. She poked your nose and ran away.

Lightmist did a phenomenal job getting up that tree. If only they noticed the little bit of mud stuck to their butt beforehand... The other cubs couldn't help but snicker.

With a little wiggle, Lightmist leapt from her crouch, stumbled, and dove headfirst into a polecat. Yay?





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