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Belongs to ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽Severus ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆'s Pride
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☾༺January༻☽

"♨Mane Fluffy ♨"

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.

Your lioness has been flirted with 5 times! 4 have failed.

Lion Stats
Experience	4526 / 5390 (83%)
Level	8
Strength	8	Speed	18
Stamina	18	Smarts	11
Agility	10	Skill	11
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	76

Lion Currents
Age	8 years old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Good
Personality	Joyful (Good)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Shula	Mother	jet	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	5 days ago	Fertility	Good	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Jackal (Marbled Skin)	Slot 7: White Ear Spots (46%) Tier 1
Genetics	Cream Medium Countershaded Special
Eyes	Emerald
Mane Type	Normal
Mane Color	Arctic
Mutation	Mane Fluffy
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Muddy Dry Wasteland Above Gemsbok Skull Hare Bone Piercings Rabbit Bone Bracelets Rabbit Bone Chest Wrap Rabbit Fluff Collar Clear Rum Below Saharan Cypress

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	43	Successful Hunts	42	Success Rate	97%

Reverse Breeding Services
This lioness is offering her heat, for a price of 100 SB or 1 GB.
Send with Female Breeding Items:
Required Items:	Nesting Material (6 uses) - Buy from Monkey Business or craft one! Food Bundle - Buy from Monkey Business or Branch Sales! Toy Bundle - Buy from Monkey Business or Branch Sales!
Payment Type:	100 SB 1 GB
Message to Owner:

Biography
✧⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ ˙✧ The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the savanna as January strolled towards Severus Snape, her fluffy mane catching the light. She carried a small bouquet of wildflowers, their vibrant colors a stark contrast to the muted tones of the pride's den. Snape watched her approach, his expression impassive, yet his gaze held a hint of something akin to amusement. January approached, her movements graceful despite the playful bobbing of her unusual mane. She placed the wildflowers near Snape's resting place. January: (Her voice light, melodic) "To brighten your day, Severus. Even the most formidable lions deserve a touch of beauty." Snape remained silent for a moment, his gaze lingering on the wildflowers. He then looked at January, a subtle softening in his usually cold eyes. Snape: (Voice low, controlled) "Your… optimism is… unusual. Most find it a distraction." January: (Laughing softly) "Distractions can be delightful, Severus. And sometimes, a little delight is precisely what's needed." She paused, her emerald eyes sparkling with mischief. January: "Besides," she added with a playful wink, "even a lion as formidable as yourself needs a touch of whimsy in his life." Snape offered a curt nod, a rare gesture of acknowledgment. He didn't need to express his appreciation for her unique contribution to the pride; her presence, her joy, and her unwavering optimism spoke for themselves. The wildflowers, a simple gesture, were a testament to their unspoken connection, a silent acknowledgment of the subtle shift in the pride's dynamics, a quiet acceptance of the vibrant splash of unconventional joy she brought to his otherwise austere world. The silence that followed was comfortable, a shared understanding that transcended words. ✧⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ ˙✧

Biography

✧⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ ˙✧
The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the savanna as January strolled towards Severus Snape, her fluffy mane catching the light. She carried a small bouquet of wildflowers, their vibrant colors a stark contrast to the muted tones of the pride's den. Snape watched her approach, his expression impassive, yet his gaze held a hint of something akin to amusement.

January approached, her movements graceful despite the playful bobbing of her unusual mane. She placed the wildflowers near Snape's resting place.

**January:** (Her voice light, melodic) "To brighten your day, Severus. Even the most formidable lions deserve a touch of beauty."

Snape remained silent for a moment, his gaze lingering on the wildflowers. He then looked at January, a subtle softening in his usually cold eyes.

**Snape:** (Voice low, controlled) "Your… optimism is… unusual. Most find it a distraction."

**January:** (Laughing softly) "Distractions can be delightful, Severus. And sometimes, a little delight is precisely what's needed."

She paused, her emerald eyes sparkling with mischief.

**January:** "Besides," she added with a playful wink, "even a lion as formidable as yourself needs a touch of whimsy in his life."

Snape offered a curt nod, a rare gesture of acknowledgment. He didn't need to express his appreciation for her unique contribution to the pride; her presence, her joy, and her unwavering optimism spoke for themselves. The wildflowers, a simple gesture, were a testament to their unspoken connection, a silent acknowledgment of the subtle shift in the pride's dynamics, a quiet acceptance of the vibrant splash of unconventional joy she brought to his otherwise austere world. The silence that followed was comfortable, a shared understanding that transcended words.
✧⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ ˙✧

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