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✰ 🌧️ #9, Headed To The

"G4 12/15 Wine NRLC - Heila"

This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 4 real life days.

Lion Stats
Experience	12027 / 11000 (100%)
Level	11
Strength	75	Speed	82
Stamina	65	Smarts	92
Agility	87	Skill	22
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	423

Lion Currents
Age	11 years, 6 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Kind
Personality	Upbeat (Kind)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	◈Technoblade◈ (Deceased)	Mother	12/15 Wine NRLC (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	19 days ago	Fertility	Low	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Rust (Pale Skin)	Slot 1: Merlot Snuggle (85%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Scoria Panther (79%) Tier 2 Slot 5: Noctis Rogue (50%) Tier 2 Slot 6: White Thrashed Unders (100%) Tier 3 Slot 7: Briar Margay (90%) Tier 2 Slot 8: White Eyebrows (86%) Tier 1 Slot 9: Tail Banding Briar (46%) Tier 1 Slot 10: Briar Dorsal Line (81%) Tier 2 Slot 11: Peach Dapple (31%) Tier 3 This lion has 3 markings hidden on the following slots: 15, 17, 19
Genetics	Red Medium Countershaded Common
Eyes	Dove
Mane Type	Savage
Mane Color	Orchid
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	11

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Romantic Beach Above Big Cat Bodywear: Albino Albino Snake Decor Hyena Fur Collar [White] Albino Feline Wings [Top] Big Cat Headwear: Albino Cherry Blossom Branch Madagascan Fish Eagle Below Halo of Swords Albino Feline Wings [Bottom]

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	77	Successful Hunts	77	Success Rate	100%

Biography
✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ☁️ ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅ ɴᴜᴍʙᴇʀ ɴɪɴᴇ ☁️ ✰ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀꜱ ✰ ✰ ʙᴀʙʏ, ɪ ʀɪᴅᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ ᴍɪᴄ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʙʀᴀ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ 𝘗𝘢𝘸𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩. 𝘏𝘦𝘪𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘯𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘴. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘭𝘺. 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘻𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘴. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘶𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥. 𝘕𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥. 𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵; 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯. 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘣𝘦𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘐𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥’𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺’𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦. 𝘜𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘱, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘚𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺. 𝘜𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘵, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭. It would have been a boring day in the pride, but ✰ 🌧️ #9, Headed To The Stars✰ commented on how everyone deserved a well-earned rest. Can’t argue with that way of looking at it!

Biography

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☁️ ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅ ɴᴜᴍʙᴇʀ ɴɪɴᴇ ☁️ ✰ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀꜱ ✰
✰ ʙᴀʙʏ, ɪ ʀɪᴅᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ ᴍɪᴄ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʙʀᴀ ✰

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𝘗𝘢𝘸𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩. 𝘏𝘦𝘪𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘯𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘴. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘭𝘺. 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘻𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘴. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘶𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥. 𝘕𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥. 𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵; 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯. 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘣𝘦𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘐𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥’𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺’𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦. 𝘜𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘱, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘚𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺. 𝘜𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘵, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭.

It would have been a boring day in the pride, but ✰ 🌧️ #9, Headed To The Stars✰ commented on how everyone deserved a well-earned rest. Can’t argue with that way of looking at it!

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