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Margaery

"Huntress of Veracity"

Lion Stats
Experience
11006 / 13310 (82%)
Level 12
Strength 86 Speed 65
Stamina 69 Smarts 39
Agility 35 Skill 34
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 328
Lion Currents
Age 14 years old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Brutal (Evil)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 92.307692307692%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Shadow self (Deceased) Mother Coryn (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred 20 days ago Fertility Low View All Cubs Bred (5)
Appearance Markings
Base Cinnabar (Coral Skin) Slot 1: Steele Pelage (28%) Tier 2
Slot 3: Lycaon Scarce Noctis (55%) Tier 3
Slot 5: Sunrise Flare (39%) Tier 3
Slot 8: Noctis Thrashed Back (14%) Tier 3
Slot 9: Quartz Belly (71%) Tier 0
Genetics Red Light Solid Rare
Eyes Olive
Mane Type Heavy
Mane Color Bloodbourne
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
None!
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 138 Successful Hunts 127 Success Rate 92%


Biography
"So let me spell it out!"

When one of the broodmothers told Grandpaw Rambaldi that Margaery has a penchant for bullying, Grandpaw Rambaldi took his grandcub aside. He made sure that they apologised to everyone they tormented, and told them to shape up - no grandcub of his would hurt others!
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Margaery ran towards their Grandpaw Rambaldi with a lovely ostrich feather in their mouth, only to trip and completely wreck the feather in the process. Margaery is on the verge of tears until Grandpaw Rambaldi picks them up and promises to find them all the ostrich feathers in the world.
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You greet Margaery. She roars at you. She clearly likes you a lot.
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You were having some trouble getting into a carcass with a tough hide, so you invited Margaery to share with you. Sure enough, she proudly tore the decaying beast to shreds. You wonder if her claws are permanently bloodstained.
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You charged Margaery as soon as you saw her this morning. She snarled in ferocity and tackled you to the floor. You didn't miss the grin behind her snarl, though!





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