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Dapple XIII

Retired

Lion Stats
Experience	100422 / 105710 (94%)
Level	32
Strength	353	Speed	352
Stamina	309	Smarts	325
Agility	317	Skill	265
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	1921

Lion Currents
Age	15 years, 10 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Brutal (Evil)

Elder Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Alareiks (Deceased)	Mother	Dapple XII	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	More than 20 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (1%)	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Sorrel (Pink Skin)	Slot 1: Silver Vesture (72%) Tier 0 Slot 2: Gregarious Glaze (56%) Tier 3 Slot 3: Bloodbourne Siamese (43%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Haunted Feline (70%) Tier 3 Slot 8: Nimravus Noctis (89%) Tier 6 Slot 9: White Trotters (83%) Tier 1 Slot 10: Classic Cream Front (62%) Tier 0
Genetics	Red Light Countershaded Common
Eyes	White
Mane Type	Crested
Mane Color	Blazing
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
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Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	1209	Successful Hunts	1209	Success Rate	100%

Biography
You trot towards Dapple XIII to say hello, but you get smacked fiercely onto your cheek. You stand in shock, as she keeps giving you smacks, one after another, until you let out a growl, to which she replies with a roar. Women. You like them rough, don't you? You charged Dapple XIII as soon as you saw her this morning. She snarled in ferocity and tackled you to the floor. You didn't miss the grin behind her snarl, though! You were having some trouble getting into a carcass with a tough hide, so you invited Dapple XIII to share with you. Sure enough, she proudly tore the decaying beast to shreds. You wonder if her claws are permanently bloodstained. You greet Dapple XIII. She roars at you. She clearly likes you a lot.

Biography

You trot towards Dapple XIII to say hello, but you get smacked fiercely onto your cheek. You stand in shock, as she keeps giving you smacks, one after another, until you let out a growl, to which she replies with a roar. Women. You like them rough, don't you?

You charged Dapple XIII as soon as you saw her this morning. She snarled in ferocity and tackled you to the floor. You didn't miss the grin behind her snarl, though!

You were having some trouble getting into a carcass with a tough hide, so you invited Dapple XIII to share with you. Sure enough, she proudly tore the decaying beast to shreds. You wonder if her claws are permanently bloodstained.

You greet Dapple XIII. She roars at you. She clearly likes you a lot.

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