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Belongs to Ilta's Pride
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Fiery`pelt

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This lioness is pregnant! She will give birth in 3 real life days. She has been bred to (#). She does not have a nest! Her cubs may be unsafe when she gives birth unless a nest is built!

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	24	Speed	30
Stamina	27	Smarts	33
Agility	29	Skill	4
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	147

Lion Currents
Age	4 years, 6 months old
Hunger	20%
Mood	96%
Sex	Female
Pose	Jolly
Personality	Warm (Kind)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Macrath (Deceased)	Mother	Clouded`skies	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	Today	Fertility	High	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Fiery (Burnt Skin)	Slot 1: Feline 9 Ebony (49%) Tier 5 Slot 2: Onyx Blemish (28%) Tier 3 Slot 3: Onyx Cheetah Soft (57%) Tier 1 Slot 5: White Freckles 2 (60%) Tier 3 Slot 6: White Ticking (57%) Tier 3 Slot 8: White Beard (48%) Tier 1 Slot 9: White Eyebrows (56%) Tier 1
Genetics	Red Light Countershaded Rare
Eyes	Intense Heat
Mane Type	Normal
Mane Color	Dove Gray
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Setting Sun Above Shiny Rock Septum Ring [Yellow] Rabbit Bone Bracelets Big Cat Bodywear: Jaguar Moth Wings - Pink and Orange [Top] Augur Hood [Calamity] Below Moth Wings - Pink and Orange [Bottom]

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

Biography
Based on a dream: Fiery`pelt was in the midst of a battle between prides, the opposing side strong and cunning. She managed to kill a few which she could barely stomach, the sight of death agonising. Feiry`pelt was targeted and hunted down by a few lions she was fighting. They called her a witch and a murderer. So upset she was trembling the cornered her holding a rope between them. An idea sparked to mind. She whirled around and jumped over the rock she was against into the forest before plucking a strong vine and facing her attackers again. The ran around, now one on one, trying to get the rope around the other ones neck. Eventually, her attacker swung the rope over her neck and pinned her to the ground. "I'll kill every one of you!" Fiery'pelt vowed in a hiss, struggling for breath. The others laughed and her eyes clouded with rage. In a last attempt to save herself the swung her claws round and deep into the captors chest. He screeched and withered in pain, flopping to the floor. His friends scurried away with a hiss before Fiery`pelt blacked out on the gritty, blood stained floor next to the dead body. She later woke up in a nice warm bed with her half sister nearby, watching and hoping for her to wake. The noise of Peach`leaf's shuffling paws brought her back to consciousness. Fiery `pelts neck stung from the rope the other night. She gently swiped a paw across it to reveal some old drying blood. She winced and looked up to Peach`leaf "Thank you."

Biography

Based on a dream:
Fiery`pelt was in the midst of a battle between prides, the opposing side strong and cunning. She managed to kill a few which she could barely stomach, the sight of death agonising. Feiry`pelt was targeted and hunted down by a few lions she was fighting. They called her a witch and a murderer. So upset she was trembling the cornered her holding a rope between them. An idea sparked to mind. She whirled around and jumped over the rock she was against into the forest before plucking a strong vine and facing her attackers again. The ran around, now one on one, trying to get the rope around the other ones neck. Eventually, her attacker swung the rope over her neck and pinned her to the ground.
"I'll kill every one of you!" Fiery'pelt vowed in a hiss, struggling for breath. The others laughed and her eyes clouded with rage. In a last attempt to save herself the swung her claws round and deep into the captors chest. He screeched and withered in pain, flopping to the floor. His friends scurried away with a hiss before Fiery`pelt blacked out on the gritty, blood stained floor next to the dead body.
She later woke up in a nice warm bed with her half sister nearby, watching and hoping for her to wake. The noise of Peach`leaf's shuffling paws brought her back to consciousness. Fiery `pelts neck stung from the rope the other night. She gently swiped a paw across it to reveal some old drying blood. She winced and looked up to Peach`leaf
"Thank you."

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