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Deimos

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This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 13 real life days.
Lion Stats
Experience
0 / 100 (0%)
Level 1
Strength 72 Speed 91
Stamina 72 Smarts 76
Agility 99 Skill 1
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 411
Lion Currents
Age 3 years, 7 months old
Hunger
36%
Mood
45%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Emotional (Kind)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 12.179487179487%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Falconstar (Deceased) Mother Send Back (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred 10 days ago Fertility Very Low (10%) View All Cubs Bred (0)
Appearance Markings
Base Silver (Pale Skin) Slot 2: Interstellar Margay (52%) Tier 3
Slot 3: Cream Mottled Vents (19%) Tier 6
Slot 6: Mottled Rosette (98%) Tier 5
Slot 7: Cimmerian Cape (57%) Tier 1
Slot 9: Goridhe Shaded Rosette (56%) Tier 4
Slot 10: Feline 7 Dark Brown (23%) Tier 2


This lion has 1 marking hidden on the following slot:
14
Genetics Black Medium Solid Common
Eyes Grey
Mane Type Normal
Mane Color Flamingo
Mutation Melanism
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Broken Kingdom

Above
Faux Tsavo Mane [Dark]
Manticore Spikes
Manticore Ears [Onyx]
Manticore Horns
Hooves for Hind Legs
Rump Membrane - Dark
Smoking Tail
Winter Melanistic Cub
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 0 Successful Hunts 0 Success Rate 0%


Biography
Name means- personification of fear

Deimos: The Enigmatic Lioness

Deimos' early years were shrouded in a veil of mystery, a tapestry woven with threads of both light and darkness. Born alongside her sisters, Asterlayna and Elion, she was the embodiment of the duality that existed within the natural world.

As a young cub, Deimos exhibited a curious blend of traits. While her sisters reveled in their respective powers – Asterlayna's celestial grace and Elion's angelic radiance – Deimos remained a enigma, her true nature hidden beneath the surface. She would often wander off on her own, exploring the vast expanse of the savanna, her ebony coat blending seamlessly with the shadows that danced across the land.

It was during these solitary excursions that Deimos began to uncover the depths of her own abilities. She could sense the currents of energy that flowed through the earth, the whispers of the wind carrying secrets of the past and the future. Her senses were heightened, her reflexes lightning-fast, and she found herself drawn to the more primal aspects of the natural world.

Yet, Deimos was not content to simply observe and absorb. She yearned to harness the power that coursed through her veins, to wield it as a tool for both protection and dominance. It was a delicate balance, a dance between the light and the dark, and Deimos was determined to master it.

As she grew older, Deimos became increasingly withdrawn, preferring the solitude of her own company to the company of her sisters. She would spend hours in deep meditation, communing with the spirits of the land, seeking to unlock the full extent of her abilities. And when she emerged from these trances, her eyes would blaze with a fierce intensity, a reflection of the inner turmoil that raged within her.

Yet, despite her apparent aloofness, Deimos was not without her own sense of loyalty and protectiveness. When her sisters were threatened, she would spring into action, her powerful frame a blur of motion as she unleashed her formidable skills. Her roar, a deep, resonant rumble that shook the very earth, was a warning to any who dared to challenge her or her family.

It was during these moments of crisis that Deimos truly shone, her true nature revealed in all its raw, unadulterated glory. She was a force to be reckoned with, a lioness whose very presence commanded respect and fear in equal measure. And as she grew older, her reputation only continued to grow, whispers of her exploits spreading far and wide across the savanna.

But Deimos was not content to simply bask in the adulation of others. She knew that her power came with a great responsibility, a burden that she carried with a heavy heart. For deep within her, she could feel the pull of the darkness, the temptation to succumb to the more primal, destructive aspects of her nature.

It was a constant battle, a war waged within the confines of her own mind and soul. And as the years passed, Deimos found herself increasingly torn between the light and the dark, her inner turmoil threatening to consume her.

Yet, through it all, she remained steadfast in her determination to protect her sisters and the land they called home. She would stand as a bulwark against the forces of evil, her powerful frame a shield against the darkness that threatened to engulf them all.

And in those moments, when the light and the dark seemed to converge, Deimos would find a sense of peace, a fleeting respite from the constant struggle that raged within her. It was in these moments that she felt truly alive, her purpose clear and her resolve unwavering.

For Deimos was not just a lioness, but a guardian, a protector of the delicate balance that existed within the natural world. And as she continued to grow and evolve, she knew that her journey was far from over, that the challenges that lay ahead would test her in ways she had never imagined.

But Deimos was ready, her spirit forged in the crucible of her own inner turmoil, her heart tempered by the weight of the responsibility that had been thrust upon her. And as she stepped out into the world, her ebony coat gleaming in the sunlight, she knew that she would face whatever came her way with the same fierce determination that had always defined her.





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