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Belongs to ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽Severus ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆'s Pride
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₊ ˚‧︵‿₊Seraphina₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊

"˚ʚBroodmotherɞ˚"

This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 9 real life days.

Your lioness has been flirted with 9 times! 5 have failed.

Lion Stats
Experience	5420 / 8910 (60%)
Level	10
Strength	7	Speed	5
Stamina	7	Smarts	3
Agility	4	Skill	6
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	32

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

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Remedium (Deceased)	Mother	Asali (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	14 days ago	Fertility	Average	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Jet (Black Skin)	Slot 1: Ebony Brawl (41%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Leg Banding Noctis (39%) Tier 1 Slot 6: Noctis Shepherd (52%) Tier 1 Slot 9: White Feline Unders (60%) Tier 1
Genetics	Black Dark Solid Common
Eyes	Mire
Mane Type	Scarce
Mane Color	Onyx
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Crowded Backstage Above Wing Bands of Anubis Jewelry: Nuummite Pendant Winter Melanistic Cub

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 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 Seraphina approached Severus Snape. Her jet-black coat, a stark contrast to the tawny hues of the surrounding pride, seemed to absorb the fading light. The Anubis wing bands on her flanks shimmered faintly, and the nuummite pendant around her neck caught the last rays of the sun, a dark, shimmering spark against her dark fur. Her melanistic cub companion trotted at her heels. Snape, observing from the shade of a rock, watched her approach. He didn't need to speak; her presence was a silent challenge to his usual cold efficiency. Seraphina: (Voice soft, yet firm) "The cubs are restless, Severus. The recent skirmishes have unsettled them." Snape nodded curtly, his expression unchanged. Snape: "Their anxieties are inconsequential. Their survival depends on strength, not sentiment." Seraphina: (Smiling gently) "Strength is important, Severus. But kindness, compassion...these are the things that bind us together. They give us strength in different ways." She paused, her gaze meeting his. Her eyes, a swirling mire of brown and black, held a depth of compassion that belied the harshness of their surroundings. Seraphina: (Continuing softly) "The cubs need reassurance, Severus. They need to know that even amidst the chaos, they are safe, they are loved." Snape remained silent for a moment, his gaze fixed on her. Her words, though simple, were a direct challenge to his pragmatism. He didn't respond directly; he didn't need to. Her presence, her unwavering kindness, were a constant, subtle rebellion against his cold efficiency. He knew her value, her importance to the pride. She was the heart, the warmth, the counterpoint to his ruthlessness. And in that moment, he acknowledged, silently, the unexpected strength of her compassion. The sun dipped below the horizon, casting the savanna in deep shadows, but Seraphina's presence, her unwavering kindness, illuminated the pride with a soft, persistent light. ✧⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ ˙✧

Biography

✧⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ ˙✧
The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the savanna as Seraphina approached Severus Snape. Her jet-black coat, a stark contrast to the tawny hues of the surrounding pride, seemed to absorb the fading light. The Anubis wing bands on her flanks shimmered faintly, and the nuummite pendant around her neck caught the last rays of the sun, a dark, shimmering spark against her dark fur. Her melanistic cub companion trotted at her heels.

Snape, observing from the shade of a rock, watched her approach. He didn't need to speak; her presence was a silent challenge to his usual cold efficiency.

**Seraphina:** (Voice soft, yet firm) "The cubs are restless, Severus. The recent skirmishes have unsettled them."

Snape nodded curtly, his expression unchanged.

**Snape:** "Their anxieties are inconsequential. Their survival depends on strength, not sentiment."

**Seraphina:** (Smiling gently) "Strength is important, Severus. But kindness, compassion...these are the things that bind us together. They give us strength in different ways."

She paused, her gaze meeting his. Her eyes, a swirling mire of brown and black, held a depth of compassion that belied the harshness of their surroundings.

**Seraphina:** (Continuing softly) "The cubs need reassurance, Severus. They need to know that even amidst the chaos, they are safe, they are loved."

Snape remained silent for a moment, his gaze fixed on her. Her words, though simple, were a direct challenge to his pragmatism. He didn't respond directly; he didn't need to. Her presence, her unwavering kindness, were a constant, subtle rebellion against his cold efficiency. He knew her value, her importance to the pride. She was the heart, the warmth, the counterpoint to his ruthlessness. And in that moment, he acknowledged, silently, the unexpected strength of her compassion. The sun dipped below the horizon, casting the savanna in deep shadows, but Seraphina's presence, her unwavering kindness, illuminated the pride with a soft, persistent light.
✧⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ ˙✧

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