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Belongs to Okul's Pride
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Bubbles

This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 7 real life days.

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	37	Speed	33
Stamina	43	Smarts	37
Agility	37	Skill	6
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	193

Lion Currents
Age	7 years, 4 months old
Hunger	20%
Mood	76%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Brutal (Evil)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	VƎSPƎR (Deceased)	Mother	Water (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	16 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (15%)	View All Cubs Bred (2)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Noctis (Lagoon Skin)	Slot 1: Feline 7 Decennial (59%) Tier 5 Slot 2: Feline 6 Elysian (4%) Tier 5 Slot 3: Fiery Quail Flecks (74%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Nimravus Noctis (48%) Tier 6 Slot 6: Haliotis English Spots (55%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Feline 6 Elysian (41%) Tier 5
Genetics	Black Dark Solid Rare
Eyes	Blue
Mane Type	Normal
Mane Color	Elysian
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Sparkling Beach Above Sparkler [Pink] Jewelry: Kanga [Sparkly] Hieroglyph Bracelets Faux Mohawk [Sparkly] Sparkles!

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

Biography
Bubbles has decided that now is the perfect time to practice killing! Growling and nipping at you, the attack is fierce; so you roll onto your back, yowling, and feign your impending death. You were having some trouble getting into a carcass with a tough hide, so you invited Bubbles to share with you. Sure enough, she proudly tore the decaying beast to shreds. You wonder if her claws are permanently bloodstained. You trot towards Bubbles 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?

Biography

Bubbles has decided that now is the perfect time to practice killing! Growling and nipping at you, the attack is fierce; so you roll onto your back, yowling, and feign your impending death.

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

You trot towards Bubbles 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?

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