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Belongs to Cleisthenes's Pride
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Orpheus

"the poet king"

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	17	Speed	18
Stamina	13	Smarts	18
Agility	18	Skill	5
Total Stats:		89

Lion Currents
Age	5 years old
Hunger	40%
Mood	80%
Sex	Male
Personality	Mysterious (Neutral)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	✧ Cosmos ✧	Mother	Newly Claimed Lioness (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	N/A	Fertility	N/A	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Horus (Red Skin)	Slot 1: Leonid Smoke (52%) Tier 3 Slot 2: Leonid Undershine (46%) Tier 3 Slot 3: Leonid Coat (53%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Ambrosia Flare (50%) Tier 3 Slot 9: White Freckles 1 (32%) Tier 3 Slot 10: Fuchsia Ghost Feralis (40%) Tier 3 This lion has 1 marking hidden on the following slot: 12
Genetics	Golden Light Countershaded Special
Eyes	White
Mane Type	Thick
Mane Color	Windfall
Mutation	Primal
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Setting Sun Above Wadjet Bracelets Bearded Vulture Bodywear [Red] Tigers Eye Cute Sudan Cheetah Cub Hare Bone Piercings Punk Rabbit Headwrap Shamanic Tarot: The Magician

Lifetime Patrolling Results
Total Patrols	2	Total Stats Gained	3	Total Items Gained	1

Biography
Orpheus The Poet King You approach the large neutral colored male. His gaze locked on the sun, who was casting its final blades of light over the savanna. He turns his head to you, hearing your paws step on the earth below. You introduce yourself, and the male dips his head, however his eyes never leave yours, “My name is Orpheus. I’m the subordinate male, the heir to Cleisthenes.” His voice was deep and velvety. “No, I am not a direct descendant of him, if that is not obvious. He took me in when I was young, deeming I had a special gift that would bring life to the pride.” That makes sense. The young male was much larger in stature than the king, less lean and more bulkier. “You may stay here as long as you need. Though, you do need to watch your surroundings. Some of the lionesses have companions who are stealthy and may or may not jump you.” He chuckles before returning his gaze to the sun, and his claw circling the earth, drawing small symbols.

Biography

Orpheus
The Poet King

You approach the large neutral colored male. His gaze locked on the sun, who was casting its final blades of light over the savanna. He turns his head to you, hearing your paws step on the earth below. You introduce yourself, and the male dips his head, however his eyes never leave yours,

“My name is Orpheus. I’m the subordinate male, the heir to Cleisthenes.” His voice was deep and velvety. “No, I am not a direct descendant of him, if that is not obvious. He took me in when I was young, deeming I had a special gift that would bring life to the pride.” That makes sense. The young male was much larger in stature than the king, less lean and more bulkier.

“You may stay here as long as you need. Though, you do need to watch your surroundings. Some of the lionesses have companions who are stealthy and may or may not jump you.” He chuckles before returning his gaze to the sun, and his claw circling the earth, drawing small symbols.

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