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Belongs to ♡ Evening ♡'s Former Pride

Fuchsia

"The true Mom"

Lion Stats
Experience	8140 / 15840 (51%)
Level	13
Strength	2	Speed	12
Stamina	6	Smarts	6
Agility	9	Skill	2
Total Stats:		37

Lion Currents
Age	15 years, 6 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Timid (Snarky)

Elder Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Unknown	Mother	Unknown	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	More than 20 days ago	Fertility	Very Low	View All Cubs Bred (3)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Cream (White Skin)	Slot 6: Under Cream 5 (63%) Tier 0 Slot 8: Henna Cover (81%) Tier 0
Genetics	Cream Medium Solid Common
Eyes	Olive
Mane Type	Scarce
Mane Color	Savannah
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Wild Waterhole Above Scar: Anklebiter Scar: Long Right Eye Scar: Hip Scar: Front Leg Right Scar: Beaten Up Scar: Face African Ansellia Scar: Tail Jonquils Honey Flower African Crocus Coral Hibiscus Scar: Torn Fur Scar: Neck Below Common Snapdragon

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

Biography
She/her Liliums mate Notable kin: Bellis ( first born son ), Rosthorn ( middle daughter ), Fuchsia jr. ( youngest daughter ) Fuchsia could only run when the poachers guns fired, she could feel her own heart breaking its way out of her chest. Her paws cracked on the harsh rocks below her. Each muscle in her body ached after months of being held in a cage. The cuts along her face stung her eyes as the blood seeped down. Her vision blurred, only running in a blind panicked haze. Maybe if she could see, she wouldn’t have taken a tumble as the floor vanished from under her. Quickly falling hard into a ground trap filled with barbed wire. Scratched beyond all belief she crawled her way out, limping and cursing. Her adrenaline had never been so high, jumping at every noise that touched her ears. The light pad of paw steps grabbed her attention, whirling around she let out a ferocious hiss before raking her craws down on something alive. She found out that the thing she attacked was Lilium.

Biography

She/her

Liliums mate

Notable kin: Bellis ( first born son ), Rosthorn ( middle daughter ), Fuchsia jr. ( youngest daughter )

Fuchsia could only run when the poachers guns fired, she could feel her own heart breaking its way out of her chest. Her paws cracked on the harsh rocks below her. Each muscle in her body ached after months of being held in a cage. The cuts along her face stung her eyes as the blood seeped down. Her vision blurred, only running in a blind panicked haze. Maybe if she could see, she wouldn’t have taken a tumble as the floor vanished from under her. Quickly falling hard into a ground trap filled with barbed wire. Scratched beyond all belief she crawled her way out, limping and cursing. Her adrenaline had never been so high, jumping at every noise that touched her ears. The light pad of paw steps grabbed her attention, whirling around she let out a ferocious hiss before raking her craws down on something alive. She found out that the thing she attacked was Lilium.

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