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Belongs to ✝˚ʚ αzяαєℓ ɞ˚✝'s Pride
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𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡

"⌞Fluffy┊G4┊250+⌝"

This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 7 real life days.

Lion Stats
Experience	3894 / 5390 (72%)
Level	8
Strength	54	Speed	54
Stamina	58	Smarts	61
Agility	48	Skill	30
Total Stats:		305

Lion Currents
Age	8 years, 6 months old
Hunger	6%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Obedient (Kind)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	°=[Disputed displays]=° (Deceased)	Mother	-Chocolate chip- (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	16 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (48%)	View All Cubs Bred (4)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Cimmerian (Plum Skin)	Slot 1: Whisper Tips (69%) Tier 3 Slot 3: Kimanjano Mottled Vents (55%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Copal Roan (9%) Tier 3 Slot 10: Noctis Maracaja (52%) Tier 3
Genetics	Black Dark Countershaded Rare
Eyes	Intense Gold
Mane Type	Scarce
Mane Color	Hibiscus
Mutation	Mane Fluffy
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Abandoned Cemetery Above Horse Hair Body Ornament Ancient Lion Mask Augur Hood [Calamity] Soothsayer's Legwraps Soothsayer's Tailwrap Sigil Amulet: Death Below Glowing Sigil of Death Dark Halo

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	44	Successful Hunts	44	Success Rate	100%

Biography
The thought of death, or dying, was always enough to make your skin prickle like tiny needles prodding at the surface. Yet staring into the golden orbs that gently flickered behind the skull they wore on their face deterred those emotions, and instead you felt an overwhelming sense of calm. Or, you thought it would have been overwhelming if it had been any other time outside of now. It beckoned you closer so you approached slowly, until just inches away from the mystical feline. It softly chuffed in your face before disappearing once you've blinked, leaving behind a weathered rose, frozen in time.

Biography

The thought of death, or dying, was always enough to make your skin prickle like tiny needles prodding at the surface. Yet staring into the golden orbs that gently flickered behind the skull they wore on their face deterred those emotions, and instead you felt an overwhelming sense of calm. Or, you thought it would have been overwhelming if it had been any other time outside of now. It beckoned you closer so you approached slowly, until just inches away from the mystical feline. It softly chuffed in your face before disappearing once you've blinked, leaving behind a weathered rose, frozen in time.

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