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Belongs to Chrysiridia's Pride
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Epilissus

"on a tv that no one saw"

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	111	Speed	85
Stamina	95	Smarts	113
Agility	134	Skill	52
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	590

Lion Currents
Age	5 years, 8 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Male
Personality	Confident (Kind)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Elran (Deceased)	Mother	Maeva (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	N/A	Fertility	N/A	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Senegal (Plain Skin)	Slot 1: Ebony Brawl (100%) Tier 3 Slot 2: Bushveld Panther (52%) Tier 2 Slot 3: Saffron Rims (38%) Tier 2 Slot 4: Saffron Underfelt (69%) Tier 2 Slot 5: Neutron Flare (70%) Tier 3 Slot 6: White Cobweb (73%) Tier 3 Slot 7: Bushveld Dorsal Line (52%) Tier 2 Slot 8: Sunrise Vitiligo (100%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Algae Crumbing (80%) Tier 2 Slot 10: Onyx Half (80%) Tier 1
Genetics	Cream Dark Countershaded Rare
Eyes	Mist
Mane Type	Barbary
Mane Color	Zarasa
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Fine by Myself Above Ticks [Face] Ticks [Body] Giant African Snail Reed Canary Grass [1] Moth Antennae [Green Moon] Moth Wings - Green Moon [Top] African Moon Moth African Twig Mantis Below Moth Wings - Green Moon [Bottom]

Lifetime Patrolling Results
Total Patrols	241	Total Stats Gained	432	Total Items Gained	118

Biography
"it hits me in waves and it spits in my face and I say, "thank you" and go back to sleep" There's a lion laying ahead of you, small but distinct against the soft dirt with his colorful pelt. He has... wings? Yes, wings, like that of a moth - large, green, lax against the ground. When he turns to look at you with a warm smile, you notice feathered antennae relaxed across his mane, twitching minisculely as he tilts his head in your direction. "Welcome home," he greets warmly, with all the confidence of a king and none of the appearance of one. "Lepidoptera has blessed this day, truly." He stretches with a yawn before spreading out to lay on his side, head barely lifted to maintain his gaze on you. "I'm Epilissus. Would you care to join me?"

Biography

"it hits me in waves
and it spits in my face
and I say, "thank you" and go back to sleep"

There's a lion laying ahead of you, small but distinct against the soft dirt with his colorful pelt. He has... wings? Yes, wings, like that of a moth - large, green, lax against the ground. When he turns to look at you with a warm smile, you notice feathered antennae relaxed across his mane, twitching minisculely as he tilts his head in your direction.

"Welcome home," he greets warmly, with all the confidence of a king and none of the appearance of one. "Lepidoptera has blessed this day, truly." He stretches with a yawn before spreading out to lay on his side, head barely lifted to maintain his gaze on you.

"I'm Epilissus. Would you care to join me?"

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