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Belongs to Lord Rys's Pride
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ESTELLE|F|G7|275STATS

"“Morning Star”"

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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 13 real life days.
Lion Stats
Experience
4440 / 5390 (82%)
Level 8
Strength 48 Speed 55
Stamina 51 Smarts 62
Agility 53 Skill 8
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 277
Lion Currents
Age 9 years, 1 month old
Hunger
20%
Mood
60%
Sex Female
Pose Kind
Personality
Needy (Snarky)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 54.487179487179%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Kaptein Sabeltann-is (Deceased) Mother Let die (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred 10 days ago Fertility Average View All Cubs Bred (2)
Appearance Markings
Base Obsidian (Clouded Skin) Slot 2: Onyx Dorsal Line (60%) Tier 2
Slot 3: Noctis Panther (91%) Tier 2
Slot 7: Feline 9 Lilac (49%) Tier 2
Slot 8: Cimmerian Crackle (45%) Tier 2
Slot 10: White Underfelt (90%) Tier 2
Genetics Black Dark Solid Common
Eyes Pearl
Mane Type Pariah
Mane Color Ebony
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Wallowing Pit

Above
Little Rascal - Piebald
Little Rascal - Poly
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 0 Successful Hunts 0 Success Rate 0%


Biography
8/15 3.17.23 RL Traits
Base: Haze ❌
Skin: Clouded: ✅
Eyes: Pearl ✅
Mane: Pariah ✅ Chartreux ❌
Slot 1: Quartz Rims (100%) ❌
Slot 2: Onyx Dorsal Line (100%) ✅
Slot 3: Noctis Panther (100%) ✅
Slot 4: Quartz Lace (30%) ❌
Slot 5: Feline 2 Lilac (40%) ❌
Slot 6: Onyx Margay (100%) ❌
Slot 7: Feline 9 Lilac (50%) ✅
Slot 8: Cimmerian Crackle (50%) ✅
Slot 9: Noctis Rogue (50%) ❌
Slot 10: White Underfelt (100%) ✅



…It was a cool day out, a soft breeze ruffling your fur; it was now autumn, and the air had grown cool and dim. Hunting had been an easy find in this season, prey out looking for food before winter dawns…

…while walking through the mountainy-pines, you spot Estelle basking on a rock; she was trying to soak up the last bit of sunlight before the clouds painted over; hesitant, you amble over to her, perching yourself just below…
“Morning, miss.” You shyly smile up at her, a sheepish look in your eyes.
Sluggishly, she looks down at you, stretching a broad shoulder,
“Hello, what’re you doing here?” She flicked her tail, jesting softly.
“I was just passing by.” You respond honestly, your ear flicking.
“I see— and why have you stopped by?” Estelle tilted her head.
“I just wanted to check in on a gorgeous gal.” You cock a brow, furrowing the other.
“Well it’s brave of you to compliment me,” she murmured, flexing her paw,
“Rys would have you snapped in half if she heard you mention that.” Obviously Estelle was just messing around; Lord Rys wouldn’t and couldn’t hurt a fly if she tried, let alone hurt a gnat.

You sneer at Rys’s name,
“That scatter-brain wouldn’t hurt me.”
“Well we‘ll just see.” Estelle giggled,
“Now you should really be going, you’re taking up my time.”





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