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Belongs to King H'Pymn's Pride
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Ilzoi

"Teacher."

This lioness is in heat and will be for 3 more days.

Lion Stats
Experience	1563 / 21560 (7%)
Level	15
Strength	33	Speed	43
Stamina	31	Smarts	38
Agility	31	Skill	8
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	184

Lion Currents
Age	12 years, 2 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Down-to-Earth (Neutral)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Himiko (Deceased)	Mother	Sieno (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	More than 20 days ago	Fertility	Very Low	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Rust (Red Skin)	Slot 3: Dim Cimmerian (78%) Tier 2 Slot 6: Labradorite Mesh (71%) Tier 3 Slot 8: Quartz Rims (46%) Tier 2 Slot 10: White Feline Unders (43%) Tier 1
Genetics	Red Medium Countershaded Common
Eyes	White
Mane Type	Diabolic
Mane Color	Ebony
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Above Little Rascal - Dwarf Little Rascal - Primal

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	3	Successful Hunts	3	Success Rate	100%

Biography
¸„.-•~¹°”ˆ˜¨ Ilzoi. ¨˜ˆ”°¹~•-.„¸ ꧁༒─── ❖ ── ✦ ── ❖ ─── ༒꧂ Greeting. You enter a seperate room of the main room. The screeching of cubs and pittering of tiny pawsteps had drawn you there. Standing in the mouth of the room, you observe all sorts of different-looking changelings running around playing. You specifically note the young primal with paws far too large for them chasing around and batting a pitiful dwarf who keeps tripping over their own paws. All the chaos comes to a halt when a harsh roar sounds over the crowd of ruffians. They all fall silent, run to their respective spots, and sit obediantly. The source of the roar? A lioness standing tall and stiff with a stern expression on her face. "Be on your best behavior, cubs. We have a visitor," she hissed at them to which they all nodded back. She turns her head to greet you. "Welcome. These cubs are in the middle of their lessons. You can observe if you like but none of them are ready to leave the realm with you yet." ━━━━━━ Interactions. 01. » ━━━━━━ « ♔ » ━━━━━━ «

Biography

¸„.-•~¹°”ˆ˜¨ Ilzoi. ¨˜ˆ”°¹~•-.„¸

꧁༒─── ❖ ── ✦ ── ❖ ─── ༒꧂
Greeting.
You enter a seperate room of the main room. The screeching of cubs and pittering of tiny pawsteps had drawn you there. Standing in the mouth of the room, you observe all sorts of different-looking changelings running around playing. You specifically note the young primal with paws far too large for them chasing around and batting a pitiful dwarf who keeps tripping over their own paws.

All the chaos comes to a halt when a harsh roar sounds over the crowd of ruffians. They all fall silent, run to their respective spots, and sit obediantly. The source of the roar? A lioness standing tall and stiff with a stern expression on her face. "Be on your best behavior, cubs. We have a visitor," she hissed at them to which they all nodded back.

She turns her head to greet you. "Welcome. These cubs are in the middle of their lessons. You can observe if you like but none of them are ready to leave the realm with you yet."

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Interactions.
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