₊ ˚‧︵‿₊Noah₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊

"˚ʚBroodmotherɞ˚"

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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 14 real life days.
Your lioness has been flirted with 9 times! 6 have failed.
Lion Stats
Experience
950 / 8910 (10%)
Level 10
Strength 37 Speed 24
Stamina 41 Smarts 31
Agility 25 Skill 5
Born With: 152 Total Stats: 163
Lion Currents
Age 5 years, 1 month old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Stingy (Evil)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 23.717948717949%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father B I T I N G ~ K I N K Mother Galaxyfur View Full Heritage
Last Bred 9 days ago Fertility Low View All Cubs Bred (3)
Appearance Markings
Base Chestnut (Dark Brown Skin) Slot 3: Bandit Feline (63%) Tier 3
Slot 4: Seal Indri (4%) Tier 2
Slot 7: Under White 1 (13%) Tier 0
Slot 8: Leonid Feline (59%) Tier 3
Slot 9: Seal Burmese (62%) Tier 2
Genetics Black Dark Solid Common
Eyes Pink
Mane Type Katanga
Mane Color Penumbra
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Rain Shelter

Above
Pearl and Flower Ornaments [Herbal]
Passionate Primal Patootie

Below
South African Wild Pear
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 0 Successful Hunts 0 Success Rate 0%


Reverse Breeding Services
This lioness is offering her heat, for a price of 150 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: 150 SB
1 GB
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Biography
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The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the savanna as Noah approached Severus Snape, her chestnut skin gleaming. The pearl and flower ornaments woven into her mane shimmered, a stark contrast to the chilling intensity in her pink eyes.

**Noah:** (Voice low, controlled) "The eastern patrol reports a dwindling gazelle population." Her tone was devoid of emotion, a simple statement of fact.

Snape remained motionless, his gaze fixed on Noah. He didn't need to speak; he understood her unspoken message. The dwindling gazelle population wasn't just a report; it was a challenge, a potential threat to the pride's stability.

**Snape:** (Voice equally low, a mirror of her controlled tone) "And your assessment?"

**Noah:** (Her pink eyes narrowed slightly) "We need to adjust our hunting strategies. The southern plains offer more promising prospects, but it risks conflict with the Kalahari pride." Her words were precise, calculated, devoid of any sentimentality.

Snape nodded slowly, his expression unreadable. He wasn't surprised by her assessment; it was precisely the kind of ruthless pragmatism he expected from his mate.

**Snape:** "The risk is acceptable. Prepare the pride for a shift in hunting grounds. We will secure the southern plains, regardless of the cost."

Noah offered a curt nod, her pink eyes flashing with a chilling intensity. There was no affection, no tenderness in their exchange; it was a silent acknowledgment of their shared ruthlessness, their mutual understanding of the harsh realities of survival. Their relationship was a partnership forged in mutual respect for power and a shared desire for dominance. The conversation was over; the preparations would begin, a silent testament to their unwavering pursuit of power and control. The dwindling gazelle population was a problem; Noah and Snape would solve it, with ruthless efficiency and unwavering determination.
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