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Belongs to Greg 🌺🍅😅's Pride
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🍒 Mon Cherie 🍒

"clean g7"

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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 17 real life days.
Lion Stats
Experience
0 / 100 (0%)
Level 1
Strength 5 Speed 5
Stamina 4 Smarts 9
Agility 5 Skill 11
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 39
Lion Currents
Age 2 years, 8 months old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Brutal (Evil)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 5.1282051282051%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Empousa Mother Nova View Full Heritage
Last Bred 6 days ago Fertility High View All Cubs Bred (0)
Appearance Markings
Base Obsidian (Gray Skin) Slot 1: Cimmerian Undersides (45%) Tier 1
Slot 2: Immolation Coat (52%) Tier 3
Slot 4: Cimmerian Shell (32%) Tier 1
Slot 6: Immolation Smoke (41%) Tier 3
Slot 7: Cimmerian Wavelet (24%) Tier 1
Slot 8: Noctis Paw Carving (42%) Tier 1
Slot 10: Maofelis Noctis (64%) Tier 6


This lion has 8 markings hidden on the following slots:
11, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20
Genetics Black Dark Solid Common
Eyes Sign
Mane Type Normal
Mane Color Ebony
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
None!
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 0 Successful Hunts 0 Success Rate 0%


Biography
New Cub and Grandpaw tweeky are playing on the outskirts of your pride's home. Grandpaw tweeky is playing the bad guy, and when New Cub manages to get their teeth and claws snagged in Grandpaw tweeky 's mane, the old lion "dies" very dramatically, flopping onto his grandcub, who squeals in delight and declares that they are the king now.
🍒 Mon Cherie 🍒 came up and curled into your side. Just as you both were about to fall asleep, they sneeze. Or at least you think that's what that sound was. Your brain was too busy melting from the cute to know for sure.
You trot towards 🍒 Mon Cherie 🍒 to say hello, but you get smacked fiercely onto your cheek. You stand in shock, as she keeps giving you smacks, one after another, until you let out a growl, to which she replies with a roar. Women. You like them rough, don't you?





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