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Avalon

This sub male is on a patrolling cooldown until 4:03am!

Lion Stats
Experience	110 / 1760 (6%)
Level	5
Strength	36	Speed	38
Stamina	41	Smarts	46
Agility	48	Skill	28
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	237

Lion Currents
Age	6 years, 2 months old
Hunger	50%
Mood	54%
Sex	Male
Personality	Arrogant (Snarky)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Smiley	Mother	Mobola	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	N/A	Fertility	N/A	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Progenitor (Lavender Skin)	Slot 1: Black Back Spotting (39%) Tier 1 Slot 2: Mocha Back Hair (23%) Tier 0 Slot 3: Rose Cover (23%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Lilac Waves (100%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Quartz Bottom Smooth (35%) Tier 1 Slot 6: Maofelis Lilac (10%) Tier 6 Slot 7: Blue Lace (90%) Tier 3 Slot 8: Tangor Undercover (71%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Cabochon Feline (100%) Tier 3 Slot 10: White Inverted Brindle (44%) Tier 3
Genetics	Red Medium Countershaded Special
Eyes	Scarab
Mane Type	Normal
Mane Color	Nuummite
Mutation	Primal
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Hyena Lands Above Shamanic Tarot: The Magician Scar: Front Leg Left Human Remains Hare Bone Piercings Honey Bush Crown

Lifetime Patrolling Results
Total Patrols	112	Total Stats Gained	210	Total Items Gained	49

Biography
Bloodlust cries. Running from the eyes. White-eyed figure of fear fleeting. Blood burns in his mind. Victim to the cursed crown "Oh how far down The mighty has fallen." -- "Hello. I am Avalon. The heir to this... pride? Pfft." The huge beast seemed to grimace when introducing himself. Then, his tone suddenly lowered to more of a quiet growl. "...surely you know how to get out of this frigid hell?" Now the giant seemed less imposing and more like a spooked cub. Realising how vulnerable he looked, he puffed out his mane and huffed, "No? Okay. I'll stop bothering you then." with an agitated grumble. Then he said something under his breath... something about how weak he was to have been betrayed by his own pride. Kicking up dust, Avalon got up and left, padding towards another member of the 'pride', taking his snarls of hatred with him.

Biography

Bloodlust cries.
Running from the eyes.
White-eyed figure of fear fleeting.
Blood burns in his mind.

Victim to the cursed crown
"Oh how far down
The mighty has fallen."
--
"Hello. I am Avalon. The heir to this... pride? Pfft." The huge beast seemed to grimace when introducing himself. Then, his tone suddenly lowered to more of a quiet growl. "...surely you know how to get out of this frigid hell?" Now the giant seemed less imposing and more like a spooked cub. Realising how vulnerable he looked, he puffed out his mane and huffed, "No? Okay. I'll stop bothering you then." with an agitated grumble. Then he said something under his breath... something about how weak he was to have been betrayed by his own pride. Kicking up dust, Avalon got up and left, padding towards another member of the 'pride', taking his snarls of hatred with him.

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