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Belongs to ☠️Monkey D. Luffy ☠️'s Pride
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🪱Leeches🪱

G5 Jaglion"

Black Stallion/Angelic Blessing: This lioness will fall pregnant on her next breeding no matter her fertility!

This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 12 real life days.

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	3	Speed	3
Stamina	3	Smarts	2
Agility	2	Skill	1
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	14

Lion Currents
Age	5 years, 10 months old
Hunger	45%
Mood	90%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Soft (Kind)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	☠️Trafalgar D. Water Law ☠️ (Deceased)	Mother	✨𝓟𝓵𝓾𝓽𝓸✨	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	11 days ago	Fertility	Very Low	View All Cubs Bred (8)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Chartreux (Black Skin)	Slot 1: Cimmerian Sable (23%) Tier 1 Slot 7: Phantom Rosette (92%) Tier 5
Genetics	Black Light Countershaded Rare
Eyes	Intense Heat
Mane Type	Scarce
Mane Color	Ebony
Mutation	Jaglion
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Okavango Swamp Above Angelic Blessing Jaglion Floof [ Black ]Custom Decor Rising Water Fog Swirls Below [GE - Greece] Olive Tree Back Fog

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

Biography
Leeches surrounded, conscience is throbbing They can't sleep at night, hold their pillows tight Caught in the rivers of the tears that I cried Bountiful harvest, they flock to my garden Push their way inside, I go run and hide They lift all the covers, pull me into their sight Slimy and superficial Straining their artificial Yapping to seem official Making it beneficial to their cause How much blood can you draw With your claws from a flesh that's not yours? My hands aren't yours, and Gnaw on my bones, no marrow left To keep you enthralled I guess that is the luck of the draw Let all their friends in, the enemy's present They don't think too hard about your fragile heart They eat off the table that you set, so you starve Stop all your breathing, no, don't let them see you They find any way just to make you stay Right where they want you, in their piss-covered games Slimy and superficial Straining their artificial Yapping to seem official Making it beneficial to their cause How much blood can you draw With your claws from a flesh that's not yours? My hands aren't yours, and Gnaw on my bones, no marrow left To keep you enthralled I guess that is the luck of the draw

Biography

Leeches surrounded, conscience is throbbing
They can't sleep at night, hold their pillows tight
Caught in the rivers of the tears that I cried
Bountiful harvest, they flock to my garden
Push their way inside, I go run and hide
They lift all the covers, pull me into their sight
Slimy and superficial
Straining their artificial
Yapping to seem official
Making it beneficial to their cause
How much blood can you draw
With your claws from a flesh that's not yours?
My hands aren't yours, and
Gnaw on my bones, no marrow left
To keep you enthralled
I guess that is the luck of the draw
Let all their friends in, the enemy's present
They don't think too hard about your fragile heart
They eat off the table that you set, so you starve
Stop all your breathing, no, don't let them see you
They find any way just to make you stay
Right where they want you, in their piss-covered games
Slimy and superficial
Straining their artificial
Yapping to seem official
Making it beneficial to their cause
How much blood can you draw
With your claws from a flesh that's not yours?
My hands aren't yours, and
Gnaw on my bones, no marrow left
To keep you enthralled
I guess that is the luck of the draw

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