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Belongs to _Mauti_'s Pride
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Uchungu

"The Royal Warrior"

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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 6 real life days.
Lion Stats
Experience
974 / 990 (98%)
Level 4
Strength 45 Speed 24
Stamina 31 Smarts 34
Agility 28 Skill 3
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 165
Lion Currents
Age 5 years, 9 months old
Hunger
20%
Mood
90%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Stingy (Evil)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 28.846153846154%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Candyking (Deceased) Mother TAILLESS (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred 17 days ago Fertility Good View All Cubs Bred (0)
Appearance Markings
Base Umber (Red Skin) Slot 2: Haunted Rugged Unders (1%) Tier 3
Slot 8: Briar Points (25%) Tier 1
Genetics Red Medium Solid Rare
Eyes Sapphire
Mane Type Barbary
Mane Color Merlot
Mutation Primal
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Hyena Lands

Above
Réunion Fody
Ascension Night Heron
Jewelry: Rough Opal Pendant
Fiend Horns
Scar: Nose Ridge
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 7 Successful Hunts 7 Success Rate 100%


Biography
You see a reddish brown lioness talking with Msingi. She had the similar quirks and you assume she’s another god. Mauti appears behind you,
“That’s Uchungu, she’s the royal warrior. Goddess of the monarchy and fighting for it,” he dips his head in respect and you feel compelled to do the same. The lioness stalks towards you. She looks you up and down before nodding,
“Another king,” you notice how unsettlingly large her fangs are. She narrows her eyes before asking where you came from. You reply and she stretches. You have to jump out of the way to avoid being rammed by those massive horns. A little red bird flutters around as she does so before it perched on you. Clinging on wildly to the mane around your neck. A larger grey bird claws indignantly and looks at you with angst. Yep you should probably go. The russet lioness hisses and the little red bird hops back into her and you excuse yourself before beelining for the door.





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