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

"♨Bushveld Quail Flecks♨"

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 10 times! 4 have failed.

Lion Stats
Experience	5683 / 7040 (80%)
Level	9
Strength	44	Speed	27
Stamina	41	Smarts	34
Agility	43	Skill	43
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	232

Lion Currents
Age	12 years, 9 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Evasive (Neutral)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Unknown	Mother	Unknown	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	14 days ago	Fertility	Low	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Prune (Black Skin)	Slot 6: Bushveld Quail Flecks (100%) Tier 2 Slot 7: Noctis Omen (92%) Tier 3 Slot 9: White Freckles 3 (98%) Tier 3
Genetics	Red Dark Countershaded Rare
Eyes	Emerald
Mane Type	Barbary
Mane Color	Soul
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Perseid Storm Above Heavy Metal Wristbands Heavy Metal Tailbands Affectionate Male

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	53	Successful Hunts	53	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 Severus Snape and Maeve stood overlooking the pride's territory. The silence between them wasn't awkward; it was a comfortable understanding, a shared awareness of the unspoken dynamics within their pride. Maeve's prune-black skin shimmered in the fading light, her emerald eyes sharp and observant. Her heavy metal wristbands glinted subtly, a silent reminder of her independent nature. Severus: (Voice low, controlled) "The hunt was successful." It wasn't a statement of pride, but an observation, a shared acknowledgment of their collective success. Maeve nodded, her gaze sweeping across the landscape. Maeve: (Voice calm, even) "Efficiency is paramount, Severus. Waste is unacceptable." Her words echoed his own philosophy, a subtle acknowledgment of their shared pragmatism. Severus remained silent for a moment, his gaze fixed on the horizon. Severus: "Your methods...they are unconventional." It wasn't a criticism; it was an observation, a recognition of her unique approach. Maeve: (A hint of a smile playing on her lips) "Unconventional methods often yield unexpected results." Severus nodded slowly, his gaze meeting hers. There was a mutual understanding between them, a silent acknowledgment of their respective strengths and strategies. They were allies, not through overt loyalty, but through a shared pragmatism and a mutual respect for efficiency. The silence between them was a testament to their unspoken agreement, a comfortable understanding within the complex dynamics of Snape's pride. The setting sun cast long shadows, a silent witness to their silent pact, a testament to the unexpected alliances that could thrive even within the most ruthlessly efficient of prides. ✧⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ ˙✧

Biography

✧⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ ˙✧
The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the savanna as Severus Snape and Maeve stood overlooking the pride's territory. The silence between them wasn't awkward; it was a comfortable understanding, a shared awareness of the unspoken dynamics within their pride. Maeve's prune-black skin shimmered in the fading light, her emerald eyes sharp and observant. Her heavy metal wristbands glinted subtly, a silent reminder of her independent nature.

**Severus:** (Voice low, controlled) "The hunt was successful." It wasn't a statement of pride, but an observation, a shared acknowledgment of their collective success.

Maeve nodded, her gaze sweeping across the landscape.

**Maeve:** (Voice calm, even) "Efficiency is paramount, Severus. Waste is unacceptable." Her words echoed his own philosophy, a subtle acknowledgment of their shared pragmatism.

Severus remained silent for a moment, his gaze fixed on the horizon.

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

**Maeve:** (A hint of a smile playing on her lips) "Unconventional methods often yield unexpected results."

Severus nodded slowly, his gaze meeting hers. There was a mutual understanding between them, a silent acknowledgment of their respective strengths and strategies. They were allies, not through overt loyalty, but through a shared pragmatism and a mutual respect for efficiency. The silence between them was a testament to their unspoken agreement, a comfortable understanding within the complex dynamics of Snape's pride. The setting sun cast long shadows, a silent witness to their silent pact, a testament to the unexpected alliances that could thrive even within the most ruthlessly efficient of prides.
✧⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ ˙✧

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