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Belongs to Regular Brian's Pride
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Roulie

"Bloodstone Striped

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This lioness is in heat and will be for 2 more days.

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	23	Speed	30
Stamina	24	Smarts	33
Agility	18	Skill	1
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	129

Lion Currents
Age	13 years, 4 months old
Hunger	20%
Mood	90%
Sex	Female
Pose	Evil
Personality	Harsh (Evil)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Wik\|Double Rosette Sutekh	Mother	Rowena (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	More than 20 days ago	Fertility	Very Low	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Bloodstone (Sandy Skin)	Slot 1: Ebony Thrashed Back (15%) Tier 3 Slot 2: Bone Feline Unders (17%) Tier 1 Slot 5: Unholy Soft Unders (53%) Tier 3 Slot 10: White Underglaze (54%) Tier 1
Genetics	Red Dark Solid Special
Eyes	Omen
Mane Type	Wavy
Mane Color	Flint
Mutation	Patches (Striped)
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Wallowing Pit

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	0	Successful Hunts	0	Success Rate	0%

Biography
Roulie shoots you a pointed stare as you near, snorting at you disapprovingly for some reason or another. "Roulie comments on your lack of skill in sparring with other lions as you approach. Sheesh." "Get out," is the first thing that Roulie says when you come near. Jellyroot smiles apologetically. "This is our guest, Roulie," he says in a calm, gentle voice. "I don't like guests," She says flatly. "You know that. And yet you bring them here!" A bit startled by this, you look at Jellyroot, who seems not at all phased by this. "Put one toe out of line stranger and I will be having lion meat for dinner," she says, before stalking off into a corner, anger radiating off her every movement. "Don't worry about her," Jellyroot tells you. "She's just like that. To everyone. It's nothing personal."

Biography

Roulie shoots you a pointed stare as you near, snorting at you disapprovingly for some reason or another.

"Roulie comments on your lack of skill in sparring with other lions as you approach. Sheesh."

"Get out," is the first thing that Roulie says when you come near. Jellyroot smiles apologetically. "This is our guest, Roulie," he says in a calm, gentle voice. "I don't like guests," She says flatly. "You know that. And yet you bring them here!"

A bit startled by this, you look at Jellyroot, who seems not at all phased by this. "Put one toe out of line stranger and I will be having lion meat for dinner," she says, before stalking off into a corner, anger radiating off her every movement.

"Don't worry about her," Jellyroot tells you. "She's just like that. To everyone. It's nothing personal."

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