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Belongs to Majorn's Pride
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Lira

"special base, Majorn's eldest"

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Lion Stats
Cub Training
100%
Level 1
Strength 39 Speed 35
Stamina 29 Smarts 37
Agility 34 Skill 11
Born With: 175 Total Stats: 185
Lion Currents
Age 1 year, 6 months old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Calm (Kind)

Adolescent Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 50%
Adult Stage 0%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Majorn Mother Ampira View Full Heritage
Last Bred Never Fertility High (91%) View All Cubs Bred (0)
Appearance Markings
Base Harbinger (Lagoon Skin) Slot 1: White Unders (43%) Tier 1
Slot 2: Arctic Smoke (100%) Tier 3
Slot 3: Leg Banding Blue (46%) Tier 1
Slot 4: Jacana Indri (100%) Tier 3
Slot 5: Doubloon Mottled Fissures (75%) Tier 3
Genetics Black Dark Solid Special
Eyes Blue
Mane Type Regal
Mane Color Rosy Brown
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations

Above
Purple Starling
Shiny Rock Septum Ring [Green]
Bone Jewelry Accessories

Below
Aging Cremello Horse
Biography
The soft sound of pawsteps approaches as you turn to see a young lioness emerge gracefully from the shade of a tree. Her appearance is nothing short of mesmerizing—her coat is a masterpiece of colors, with flowing streaks of brown, red, white, and blue cascading down her body in intricate patterns. Each hue seems to shimmer in the dappled sunlight, her elegance heightened by the serene expression she carries. Her blue eyes, as deep and steady as a calm river, meet yours, and her matching blue nose gives her an otherworldly presence.

She steps forward, her movements smooth and deliberate, and dips her head in greeting. “Welcome,” she says, her voice calm yet firm, carrying an air of quiet authority. “I am Lira, Majorn’s eldest daughter. I’ve been watching you since you arrived. Father has a way of welcoming new faces that others might question.” A gentle smile touches her lips, as though she has nothing but trust in her father’s wisdom.

Her gaze lingers on you, thoughtful but not unkind. “Life in the pride is about balance,” she continues, her tone steady. “Like the colors on my coat, each of us has a place, a role to play. I have learned from my father that leading is not about dominance but about harmony. I strive to follow in his steps, to understand the needs of all who share this land.”

Lira seats herself gracefully, her tail curling neatly around her paws. “You may find my calm demeanor deceiving,” she adds, a hint of humor flickering in her eyes. “Though I may not roar as loudly as some of my siblings, I can assure you, my resolve is as strong as theirs. I take my role as the eldest seriously.”

For a moment, the sun catches the vibrant streaks of color in her coat, making them glow. “Should you need guidance or simply someone to talk to, you are welcome to seek me out,” she offers, her calm demeanor unwavering. “I hope you will find peace and purpose here, just as I have.”

She stands, dips her head in farewell, and pads away with effortless grace, her flowing colors blending with the landscape as if she were part of it all along.





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