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Belongs to Uovu's Pride
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Follum

This lioness will come into heat in 8 days.

Lion Stats
Experience	81 / 110 (73%)
Level	2
Strength	73	Speed	67
Stamina	99	Smarts	92
Agility	72	Skill	13
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	416

Lion Currents
Age	2 years, 9 months old
Hunger	20%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Unreliable (Snarky)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Matador (Deceased)	Mother	Vaina (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	Never	Fertility	High (95%)	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Gray (Tan Skin)	Slot 1: Ember Dim (58%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Feline 4 Ebony (29%) Tier 5 Slot 6: Feline 6 Ebony (23%) Tier 5 Slot 7: Feline 7 Ebony (32%) Tier 5 Slot 8: Feline 8 Ebony (24%) Tier 5 This lion has 1 marking hidden on the following slot: 11
Genetics	Black Dark Countershaded Common
Eyes	Midnight
Mane Type	Scarce
Mane Color	Medium Golden
Mutation	Folded Ears
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Hungry Hyena Lands Above Windy Hungry Eyes Hyena Pelt Little Rascal - Foldie

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	1	Successful Hunts	1	Success Rate	100%

Biography
You grin at Follum and asked if she found out where the wildebeests were moving to, like you asked her to yesterday. Her greeting faltered and she looked guilty. Oh, she forgot. Again. You laughingly greet Follum and start gently pretending to eat them. They shriek and laugh and tell you your teeth tickle. After earning the wrath of the broodmothers, Follum was dumped into the paws of Grandpaw Matador. It didn't take very long for Grandpaw Matador to get the cub to relax, but the broodmothers swear they made Follum chill a little for him first. Little Follum wakes up from a nightmare and lets out a frightened wail in the dark. Old Grandpaw Matador rushes over to soothe them. Follum eventually falls asleep, snuggled against Grandpaw Matador. Follum looked slightly annoyed while a pridemate amused itself by flicking her ears.

Biography

You grin at Follum and asked if she found out where the wildebeests were moving to, like you asked her to yesterday. Her greeting faltered and she looked guilty. Oh, she forgot. Again.

You laughingly greet Follum and start gently pretending to eat them. They shriek and laugh and tell you your teeth tickle.

After earning the wrath of the broodmothers, Follum was dumped into the paws of Grandpaw Matador. It didn't take very long for Grandpaw Matador to get the cub to relax, but the broodmothers swear they made Follum chill a little for him first.

Little Follum wakes up from a nightmare and lets out a frightened wail in the dark. Old Grandpaw Matador rushes over to soothe them. Follum eventually falls asleep, snuggled against Grandpaw Matador.

Follum looked slightly annoyed while a pridemate amused itself by flicking her ears.

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