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Belongs to Man-Of-War's Pride
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Pewter

This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 11 real life days.

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	198	Speed	271
Stamina	207	Smarts	238
Agility	201	Skill	1
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	1116

Lion Currents
Age	3 years, 5 months old
Hunger	20%
Mood	70%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Intrepid (Good)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Alexus	Mother	Crying Angel	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	12 days ago	Fertility	High	View All Cubs Bred (2)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Pewter (Gray Skin)	Slot 4: Feline 3 Gold (31%) Tier 2 Slot 5: Seal Dinictis (10%) Tier 6 Slot 6: Angelic Feline Unders (63%) Tier 3 Slot 7: Saffron Inverted Zebra (29%) Tier 2 Slot 8: Feline 6 Elysian (34%) Tier 5 Slot 10: Goridhe Zebra (41%) Tier 6 This lion has 1 marking hidden on the following slot: 14
Genetics	Black Dark Countershaded Common
Eyes	Amber
Mane Type	Heavy
Mane Color	Styx
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
None!

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

Biography
<3 Pewter and Grandpaw Lord Butters are playing on the outskirts of your pride's home. Grandpaw Lord Butters is playing the bad guy, and when Pewter manages to get their teeth and claws snagged in Grandpaw Lord Butters's mane, the old lion "dies" very dramatically, flopping onto his grandcub, who squeals in delight and declares that they are the king now. <3 When Pewter's mother was out, Grandpaw Lord Butters took it upon himself to entertain them until their mum came back. • Pewter doesn't want a nap. Doesn't NEED a nap. Which is what they are telling you. Crying. At the top of their lungs. Yeah. Sure. You carry the little bugger to bed. • Roaring loudly, Pewter walks around practicing her fierce appearance, not really noticing you.

Biography

<3 Pewter and Grandpaw Lord Butters are playing on the outskirts of your pride's home. Grandpaw Lord Butters is playing the bad guy, and when Pewter manages to get their teeth and claws snagged in Grandpaw Lord Butters's mane, the old lion "dies" very dramatically, flopping onto his grandcub, who squeals in delight and declares that they are the king now.

<3 When Pewter's mother was out, Grandpaw Lord Butters took it upon himself to entertain them until their mum came back.

• Pewter doesn't want a nap. Doesn't NEED a nap. Which is what they are telling you. Crying. At the top of their lungs. Yeah. Sure. You carry the little bugger to bed.

• Roaring loudly, Pewter walks around practicing her fierce appearance, not really noticing you.

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