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

"♨Patches (Rift) ♨"

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! 5 have failed.

Lion Stats
Experience	1560 / 2750 (56%)
Level	6
Strength	80	Speed	102
Stamina	105	Smarts	74
Agility	119	Skill	18
Born With:	399	Total Stats:	498

Lion Currents
Age	3 years, 2 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Nurturing (Good)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Fêløn (Deceased)	Mother	Sterling, old king lineage	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	9 days ago	Fertility	High	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Sunflower (White Skin)	Slot 1: Kimanjano Lace (49%) Tier 5 Slot 2: Classic Cream Front (30%) Tier 0 Slot 3: Briar Panther (50%) Tier 2 Slot 9: Cimmerian Margay (26%) Tier 2
Genetics	Golden Medium Countershaded Common
Eyes	Yellow
Mane Type	Diabolic
Mane Color	Cimmerian
Mutation	Patches (Rift)
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Naqa Temple Above Turquoise Plated Necklace Turquoise Earrings Turquoise Crown Turquoise Bracelet Turquoise Anklets Holy Light [Paws] Benben Stone Frog-Eyed Gecko Call to the Stars

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	18	Successful Hunts	18	Success Rate	100%

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 Marisol sat amongst the cubs, her sunflower-yellow coat a vibrant contrast to the muted browns and blacks of the surrounding lions. Her turquoise jewelry shimmered faintly, catching the light with an ethereal glow. Her frog-eyed gecko rested on her shoulder, its gaze fixed on something only it could see. Severus Snape approached, his movements silent and deliberate. He paused a short distance away, observing her interaction with the cubs. He didn't interrupt; he simply watched. He saw the gentle way she touched them, the soothing murmurs she whispered, the quiet confidence that radiated from her. Snape: (Voice low, controlled) "They seem… content." It wasn't a question; it was an observation, a subtle acknowledgment of her influence. Marisol looked up, her starshine eyes meeting his. A faint, holy light pulsed from her paws. Marisol: (Voice calm, steady) "Contentment is a necessary foundation, Severus. Even amidst the harsh realities of the savanna." Snape nodded slowly, his gaze lingering on her turquoise jewelry. Snape: "Your… methods are unconventional." It wasn't criticism; it was an observation, a recognition of her unique approach. Marisol: "Balance, Severus. Even the strongest pride requires balance." Her gaze shifted to her gecko, a silent communication passing between them. Snape remained silent for a moment, his gaze sweeping across the cubs, then back to Marisol. He understood. Her nurturing nature wasn't a weakness; it was a strategic asset, a crucial element in the pride's overall strength and stability. Her presence was a paradox, a counterpoint to his own harsh pragmatism, a necessary element in the delicate balance of power that ensured the pride's survival and dominance. He turned and walked away, leaving Marisol to her work, a silent acknowledgment of her invaluable contribution to the pride's well-being. The paradox of her presence was not a flaw, but a strength. ✧⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ ˙✧

Biography

✧⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ ˙✧
The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the savanna as Marisol sat amongst the cubs, her sunflower-yellow coat a vibrant contrast to the muted browns and blacks of the surrounding lions. Her turquoise jewelry shimmered faintly, catching the light with an ethereal glow. Her frog-eyed gecko rested on her shoulder, its gaze fixed on something only it could see.

Severus Snape approached, his movements silent and deliberate. He paused a short distance away, observing her interaction with the cubs. He didn't interrupt; he simply watched. He saw the gentle way she touched them, the soothing murmurs she whispered, the quiet confidence that radiated from her.

**Snape:** (Voice low, controlled) "They seem… content." It wasn't a question; it was an observation, a subtle acknowledgment of her influence.

Marisol looked up, her starshine eyes meeting his. A faint, holy light pulsed from her paws.

**Marisol:** (Voice calm, steady) "Contentment is a necessary foundation, Severus. Even amidst the harsh realities of the savanna."

Snape nodded slowly, his gaze lingering on her turquoise jewelry.

**Snape:** "Your… methods are unconventional." It wasn't criticism; it was an observation, a recognition of her unique approach.

**Marisol:** "Balance, Severus. Even the strongest pride requires balance." Her gaze shifted to her gecko, a silent communication passing between them.

Snape remained silent for a moment, his gaze sweeping across the cubs, then back to Marisol. He understood. Her nurturing nature wasn't a weakness; it was a strategic asset, a crucial element in the pride's overall strength and stability. Her presence was a paradox, a counterpoint to his own harsh pragmatism, a necessary element in the delicate balance of power that ensured the pride's survival and dominance. He turned and walked away, leaving Marisol to her work, a silent acknowledgment of her invaluable contribution to the pride's well-being. The paradox of her presence was not a flaw, but a strength.
✧⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ ˙✧

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