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Caraphernelia

Vic Fuentes"

This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 1 real life day.

Lion Stats
Experience	1369 / 5390 (25%)
Level	8
Strength	71	Speed	91
Stamina	80	Smarts	77
Agility	87	Skill	14
Total Stats:		420

Lion Currents
Age	4 years, 2 months old
Hunger	36%
Mood	93%
Sex	Female
Pose	Evil
Personality	Unreliable (Snarky)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	𝔐𝔦𝔡𝔞𝔰 ⛧	Mother	𝔄𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔩 𝔬𝔣 (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	22 days ago	Fertility	Low	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Soot (Black Skin)	Slot 1: Sunset Feralis (73%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Under Cream 7 (9%) Tier 0 Slot 5: Blazing Points (96%) Tier 3 Slot 6: Hirola Mirage (64%) Tier 3 Slot 7: Sunset Valiant (48%) Tier 3 Slot 10: Cream Collar (37%) Tier 1 This lion has 2 markings hidden on the following slots: 11, 12
Genetics	Cream Dark Solid Rare
Eyes	Mist
Mane Type	Hellraiser
Mane Color	Mongoose
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Golden Water Above Glorious Mane [Steppe] Common Chameleon Locust-Ridden Grass Below Devoured Branches

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	33	Successful Hunts	32	Success Rate	96%

Biography
SUNSHINE, there ain't a thing that you can do that's gonna ruin my night. (But, there's just something about) This dizzy dreamer and her bleeding little blue boy. Licking your fingers like you're done and, You've decided there is so much more than me. And baby, honestly it's harder breathing next to you, I shake. I brought a gun and as the preacher tried to stop me. Hold my heart it's beating for you anyway. What if I can't forget you? I'll burn your name into my throat. I'll be the fire that'll catch you. What's so good about picking up the pieces? None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole. Nobody prays for the heartless. Nobody gives another penny for the selfish. You're learning how to taste what you kill now. Don't mind me, I'm just reaching for your necklace. Talking to my mom about this little girl from Texas. What if I can't forget you? I'll burn your name into my throat. I'll be the fire that'll catch you. What's so good about picking up the pieces? None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole. Just give her back to me. You know I can't afford the medicine that feeds what I need. So, baby, what if I can't forget you? (What if I can't forget you?) Collide invisible lips like a shadow on the wall, And just throw, oh no. You can't just throw me away. So, what if I can't forget you? I'll burn your name into my throat. I'll be the fire that'll catch you. What's so good about picking up the pieces? What if I don't even want to? What if I can't forget you? I'll burn your name into my throat. I'll be the fire that'll catch you. What's so good about picking up the pieces? None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole. Just give her back to me. You know I can't afford the medicine that feeds what I need. So, baby, what if I can't forget you? (What if I can't forget you?) I'd better learn to live alone. What's so good about picking up the pieces? What's so good about? What's so good about? What's so good about picking up the pieces? Oh. - Caraphernelia // Pierce the Veil

Biography

SUNSHINE, there ain't a thing that you can do that's gonna ruin my night.
(But, there's just something about)
This dizzy dreamer and her bleeding little blue boy.
Licking your fingers like you're done and,
You've decided there is so much more than me.
And baby, honestly it's harder breathing next to you, I shake.
I brought a gun and as the preacher tried to stop me.
Hold my heart it's beating for you anyway.

What if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your name into my throat.
I'll be the fire that'll catch you.
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole.

Nobody prays for the heartless.
Nobody gives another penny for the selfish.
You're learning how to taste what you kill now.
Don't mind me, I'm just reaching for your necklace.
Talking to my mom about this little girl from Texas.

What if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your name into my throat.
I'll be the fire that'll catch you.
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole.

Just give her back to me.
You know I can't afford the medicine that feeds what I need.

So, baby, what if I can't forget you?
(What if I can't forget you?)
Collide invisible lips like a shadow on the wall,
And just throw, oh no.
You can't just throw me away.

So, what if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your name into my throat.
I'll be the fire that'll catch you.
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
What if I don't even want to?

What if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your name into my throat.
I'll be the fire that'll catch you.
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole.

Just give her back to me.
You know I can't afford the medicine that feeds what I need.
So, baby, what if I can't forget you?
(What if I can't forget you?)
I'd better learn to live alone.

What's so good about picking up the pieces?
What's so good about? What's so good about?
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
Oh.

- Caraphernelia // Pierce the Veil

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