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Belongs to ᴍᴀɢɴᴜꜱ's Former Pride

❤️‍🔥Gidget

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Whiskered

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	27	Speed	29
Stamina	21	Smarts	30
Agility	23	Skill	1
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	131

Lion Currents
Age	14 years old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Grumpy (Evil)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴇꜱᴛ (Deceased)	Mother	THE GOLDEN AGE	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	20 days ago	Fertility	Very Low	View All Cubs Bred (2)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Ruddy (Clouded Skin)	Slot 3: Steele Margay (81%) Tier 2 Slot 4: Leonid Undershine (48%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Lilac Freckles 1 (87%) Tier 2 Slot 8: Noctis Indri (8%) Tier 2 This lion has 2 markings hidden on the following slots: 12, 13
Genetics	Red Dark Countershaded Common
Eyes	Rose
Mane Type	Royal
Mane Color	Cimmerian
Mutation	Mane Whiskered
Marking Slots	10

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Bloodbath

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

Biography
Gidget sighed as she saw the large crowd surrounding her son. She was clearly tired of her son’s behavior. She stalked up to crowd and pushed her way through to her son, an average sized submale with a short mane. “What are you goin on about now? Are you fibbin to these lionesses again?” She gave her son a questioning look. “He took down a metal poacher bird!” One of the smitten lionesses smugly informed her. Gidget looked back at her with a tired look and a shake of her short mane. “My son? Take down that thing? Ha!” She chortled, clearly unconvinced. “That ‘metal poacher bird’ crashed cuz of those mousebrained poachers.” She turned to look at her son, Auburn. “Lampsi is looking for you, apparently you skipped your patrol and he’s not happy with you. If you wanna keep that already cut short mane of yours I suggest you get your tail in gear!” She sent her angered son on his way and dispersed the crowd.

Biography

Gidget sighed as she saw the large crowd surrounding her son. She was clearly tired of her son’s behavior.
She stalked up to crowd and pushed her way through to her son, an average sized submale with a short mane.
“What are you goin on about now? Are you fibbin to these lionesses again?” She gave her son a questioning look.

“He took down a metal poacher bird!” One of the smitten lionesses smugly informed her.
Gidget looked back at her with a tired look and a shake of her short mane.
“My son? Take down that thing? Ha!” She chortled, clearly unconvinced.
“That ‘metal poacher bird’ crashed cuz of those mousebrained poachers.”

She turned to look at her son, Auburn. “Lampsi is looking for you, apparently you skipped your patrol and he’s not happy with you. If you wanna keep that already cut short mane of yours I suggest you get your tail in gear!”
She sent her angered son on his way and dispersed the crowd.

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