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Ametrine

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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 2 real life days.

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	37	Speed	38
Stamina	44	Smarts	36
Agility	39	Skill	6
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	200

Lion Currents
Age	13 years, 9 months old
Hunger	40%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Evil
Personality	Prudent (Good)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	𓍊𓋼Psilocybin𓋼𓍊 (Deceased)	Mother	Lazuline (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	21 days ago	Fertility	Low	View All Cubs Bred (4)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Sapela (Sandstone Skin)	Slot 2: Neutron Valiant (78%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Haliotis Feline (94%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Blue Poinsettia Proteles Heavy (95%) Tier 3 Slot 7: Proteles Heavy Noctis (21%) Tier 3 Slot 10: Nimravus White (43%) Tier 6
Genetics	Red Light Solid Rare
Eyes	Lehsunia
Mane Type	Thick
Mane Color	Flaxen
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Charming Night Above Turquoise Dwarf Gecko Scarce Blue Diadem Butterfly [2] Arum Lily Frog Eastern Olive Toad Angola White Lady African Bullfrog Falling Petals [Rainbow]

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

Biography
Ametrine found herself in the outskirts of a swamp, her body covered in shallow swipes from her past pride that drove her out of their territory. She was tired, dehydrated and needed help - immediately. But she couldn't just step inside this smelly swamp, not at all! It would ruin her venerated, colourful pelt that she was praised for by her old pride. `` Ribbit. `` A noise came from the side of Ametrine. A frog! It sat with the awkwardness of an inbred gazelle but also had the pride of a lion, puffing it's elastic chest out with a squeak every few seconds. Ametrine pinned her ears, lifting one of her forepaws in sudden disgust. This lead her to lose her footing, sending her tumbling down into the watery, foliage-filled mud. She flailed for a few moments, until someone grabbed her by the scruff and began to tug her out of the stubborn mud. `` Hey! `` Ametrine's helper came. `` What do you think you're doing here?! This is MY swamp! `` It took a few moments, but she finally opened her eyes and was met by a large lion that chuffed and huffed in exhaustion. His pelt was as black as obsidian with a contrasting mane that was like the pelt of a gazelle. He also had piercing green eyes that seemed to draw Ametrine in, she was mesmerized. `` Didn't you hear me? What are you doing here? `` The words snapped the mud-covered lioness out of the trance, and she took in a deep breath. She also let out an exhausted chuff and thn began to speak, but every few moments she stopped to try and get thee disgusting mud off of her pelt. `` I'm Ametrine... `` Pause. `` I was driven out from MY pride because of something I DIDN'T EVEN DO. `` Pause. `` I found myself here, and then a frog scared me. `` She continued. `` Now I fell, and you saved me. Happy? `` As she spoke the male's eyes seemed to soften, his presence now creating an inviting atmosphere. `` The same happened to me! `` He exclaimed. `` I'm Tasty Frog-o-licious. Lore by Vance_ #262547

Biography

Ametrine found herself in the outskirts of a swamp, her body covered in shallow swipes from her past pride that drove her out of their territory. She was tired, dehydrated and needed help - immediately. But she couldn't just step inside this smelly swamp, not at all! It would ruin her venerated, colourful pelt that she was praised for by her old pride.

`` Ribbit. `` A noise came from the side of Ametrine. A frog! It sat with the awkwardness of an inbred gazelle but also had the pride of a lion, puffing it's elastic chest out with a squeak every few seconds. Ametrine pinned her ears, lifting one of her forepaws in sudden disgust. This lead her to lose her footing, sending her tumbling down into the watery, foliage-filled mud.

She flailed for a few moments, until someone grabbed her by the scruff and began to tug her out of the stubborn mud.

`` Hey! `` Ametrine's helper came. `` What do you think you're doing here?! This is MY swamp! `` It took a few moments, but she finally opened her eyes and was met by a large lion that chuffed and huffed in exhaustion. His pelt was as black as obsidian with a contrasting mane that was like the pelt of a gazelle. He also had piercing green eyes that seemed to draw Ametrine in, she was mesmerized.

`` Didn't you hear me? What are you doing here? `` The words snapped the mud-covered lioness out of the trance, and she took in a deep breath. She also let out an exhausted chuff and thn began to speak, but every few moments she stopped to try and get thee disgusting mud off of her pelt.

`` I'm Ametrine... `` Pause. `` I was driven out from MY pride because of something I DIDN'T EVEN DO. `` Pause. `` I found myself here, and then a frog scared me. `` She continued. `` Now I fell, and you saved me. Happy? `` As she spoke the male's eyes seemed to soften, his presence now creating an inviting atmosphere.

`` The same happened to me! `` He exclaimed. `` I'm Tasty Frog-o-licious.

Lore by Vance_ #262547

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