#794228420052
Belongs to ♡Dewdrop♡'s Pride
(View Former Prides)

Respite on the spitalfields

"Primal "

This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 18 real life days.

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	52	Speed	63
Stamina	59	Smarts	46
Agility	52	Skill	15
Total Stats:		287

Lion Currents
Age	2 years, 10 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Down-to-Earth (Neutral)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	King of the underground (Deceased)	Mother	Dikela	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	5 days ago	Fertility	High	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Cocoa (Tan Skin)	Slot 3: Algae Margay (9%) Tier 2 Slot 5: Feline 9 Decennial (29%) Tier 5 Slot 6: Black Snout (1%) Tier 1 Slot 8: Silver Frosting (12%) Tier 1 This lion has 2 markings hidden on the following slots: 11, 12
Genetics	Black Medium Countershaded Rare
Eyes	Grey
Mane Type	Scarce
Mane Color	Fuchsia
Mutation	Primal
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
None!

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

Nursing Cubs
This lioness is currently nursing the following cubs...
Cub

Biography
We're here in the after Of a murderous crafter The past is spun like a yarn and mangled With flesh and blood and bones, I wonder Did no one hear the distant thunder? The autumnal reaper The stains of this creeper Will last, the shine and the sham entangled Like salting earth with tears of Jesus He sliced and diced our dreams to pieces For the dreams that you dread Can become just as real As the blood that was shed With the slash of his steel Now the street walking dead Was quite a scene, wasn't it? For the lost and mislead Were promised seats by the pit We will break away together I'll be the shadow You'll be the light Nothing ever lasts forever We will go softly Into the night

Biography

We're here in the after
Of a murderous crafter
The past is spun like a yarn and mangled
With flesh and blood and bones, I wonder
Did no one hear the distant thunder?
The autumnal reaper
The stains of this creeper
Will last, the shine and the sham entangled
Like salting earth with tears of Jesus
He sliced and diced our dreams to pieces

For the dreams that you dread
Can become just as real
As the blood that was shed
With the slash of his steel
Now the street walking dead
Was quite a scene, wasn't it?
For the lost and mislead
Were promised seats by the pit
We will break away together
I'll be the shadow
You'll be the light
Nothing ever lasts forever
We will go softly
Into the night

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