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

"♨Onyx Vitiligo♨"

This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 4 real life days.

Your lioness has been flirted with 12 times! 5 have failed.

Lion Stats
Experience	1379 / 3960 (34%)
Level	7
Strength	14	Speed	6
Stamina	12	Smarts	13
Agility	19	Skill	14
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	78

Lion Currents
Age	3 years, 9 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Evil
Personality	Secretive (Evil)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Ivar Blóðulfr (Deceased)	Mother	Cub keep. (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	19 days ago	Fertility	Average	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Mulberry (Sandy Skin)	Slot 1: Lycaon Heavy Noctis (37%) Tier 3 Slot 2: Haunted Feline (52%) Tier 3 Slot 3: Ritual Dapple (65%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Wicked Snuggle (42%) Tier 3 Slot 6: Lycaon Heavy Inverted Noctis (75%) Tier 3 Slot 7: Onyx Vitiligo (97%) Tier 3 This lion has 3 markings hidden on the following slots: 12, 16, 18
Genetics	Red Dark Countershaded Common
Eyes	Intense Blood
Mane Type	Thick
Mane Color	Onyx
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Palace of the Pharaohs Above Royal Gem Bodywear [Anubis] Scattered Doubloons Somali Goat Doe Below Hanging Nets

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	27	Successful Hunts	26	Success Rate	96%

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
Message to Owner:

Biography
✧⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ ˙✧ The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the savanna as Evelyn moved with quiet grace through Severus Snape's pride. Her mulberry-toned sandy skin, patterned coat, and regal Anubis-themed bodywear, adorned with royal gems, stood in stark contrast to the tawny hues of the other lionesses. Her blood-red eyes, burning with an inner fire, met Snape's gaze as she passed within a few paces of him. Her Somali goat doe companion followed close behind, its presence as unsettling as Evelyn's own. Snape remained motionless, his expression unreadable. He didn't need to speak; the silent exchange between them was more potent than any words. He knew Evelyn's loyalty was a performance, a calculated dance of obedience and veiled ambition. Her secretive nature was her greatest weapon, a carefully constructed facade that masked her true intentions. Evelyn paused, her gaze lingering on Snape for a moment longer than necessary. Evelyn: (Voice low, controlled) "The hunt was successful, Lord Snape." Her tone was respectful, devoid of any warmth. Snape: (Voice equally low, a subtle growl) "Indeed. Your contribution...was adequate." His words were a veiled acknowledgment of her participation, but also a subtle reminder of her subordinate position. Evelyn didn't react to the implied criticism. She simply nodded, her red eyes never leaving Snape's. Her silence, like his own, spoke volumes. It was an acknowledgment of their unspoken understanding, a recognition of the delicate balance of power that existed between them. The tension hung heavy in the air, a silent battle of wills played out in a single, lingering gaze. The Somali doe bleated softly, a discordant note in the otherwise silent exchange, a reminder of the enigma that was Evelyn, and the ever-present threat she represented. Snape watched her go, his gaze following her every move, his sharp intellect already calculating her next move. The game, he knew, was far from over. ✧⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ ˙✧

Biography

✧⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ ˙✧
The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the savanna as Evelyn moved with quiet grace through Severus Snape's pride. Her mulberry-toned sandy skin, patterned coat, and regal Anubis-themed bodywear, adorned with royal gems, stood in stark contrast to the tawny hues of the other lionesses. Her blood-red eyes, burning with an inner fire, met Snape's gaze as she passed within a few paces of him. Her Somali goat doe companion followed close behind, its presence as unsettling as Evelyn's own.

Snape remained motionless, his expression unreadable. He didn't need to speak; the silent exchange between them was more potent than any words. He knew Evelyn's loyalty was a performance, a calculated dance of obedience and veiled ambition. Her secretive nature was her greatest weapon, a carefully constructed facade that masked her true intentions.

Evelyn paused, her gaze lingering on Snape for a moment longer than necessary.

**Evelyn:** (Voice low, controlled) "The hunt was successful, Lord Snape." Her tone was respectful, devoid of any warmth.

**Snape:** (Voice equally low, a subtle growl) "Indeed. Your contribution...was adequate." His words were a veiled acknowledgment of her participation, but also a subtle reminder of her subordinate position.

Evelyn didn't react to the implied criticism. She simply nodded, her red eyes never leaving Snape's. Her silence, like his own, spoke volumes. It was an acknowledgment of their unspoken understanding, a recognition of the delicate balance of power that existed between them. The tension hung heavy in the air, a silent battle of wills played out in a single, lingering gaze. The Somali doe bleated softly, a discordant note in the otherwise silent exchange, a reminder of the enigma that was Evelyn, and the ever-present threat she represented. Snape watched her go, his gaze following her every move, his sharp intellect already calculating her next move. The game, he knew, was far from over.
✧⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ ˙✧

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