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𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙚

"Hercules Constellation"

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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 7 real life days.

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	37	Speed	83
Stamina	40	Smarts	36
Agility	50	Skill	8
Born With:	183	Total Stats:	254

Lion Currents
Age	5 years, 8 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Kind
Personality	Brutal (Evil)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	𝐆𝐞𝐜𝐞 (Deceased)	Mother	Babus (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	16 days ago	Fertility	Average (79%)	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Desolate (Ink Skin)	Slot 1: White Shimmer (12%) Tier 0 Slot 2: Prismatic Smoke (25%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Prismatic Splendor (23%) Tier 3 Slot 6: Prismatic Valiant (23%) Tier 3 Slot 8: Cimmerian Mantle (55%) Tier 1
Genetics	Black Medium Countershaded Rare
Eyes	Red
Mane Type	Crested
Mane Color	Rough Ruby
Mutation	Piebald (Splash)
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Hyena Lair Above Striped Red Stockings [Back] Striped Red Stockings [Front] Draconic Eyes [Red] Faux Atlas Mane [Bloody] Carnelian Fang Extensions Shiny Rock Septum Ring [Red] Aging Black Leopard

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

Biography
You were having some trouble getting into a carcass with a tough hide, so you invited 𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙚 to share with you. Sure enough, she proudly tore the decaying beast to shreds. You wonder if her claws are permanently bloodstained. You charged 𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙚 as soon as you saw her this morning. She snarled in ferocity and tackled you to the floor. You didn't miss the grin behind her snarl, though! You trot towards 𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙚 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?

Biography

You were having some trouble getting into a carcass with a tough hide, so you invited 𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙚 to share with you. Sure enough, she proudly tore the decaying beast to shreds. You wonder if her claws are permanently bloodstained.

You charged 𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙚 as soon as you saw her this morning. She snarled in ferocity and tackled you to the floor. You didn't miss the grin behind her snarl, though!

You trot towards 𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙚 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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