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Belongs to Malechite's Pride
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Iris

Nurturing (Good)"

Cub Stage

Survival
Chance	100%	Protected By	Celestia

Breeding Info
Father	Malechite	Mother	Cimmerian	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	Never	Fertility	Average	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Titanium (Gray Skin)	Slot 2: Brimstone Ghost Feralis (44%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Red Lace (32%) Tier 3 Slot 7: Ivory Lace (91%) Tier 3
Genetics	Black Dark Solid Common
Eyes	Grey
Mane Type	Royal
Mane Color	Brimstone
Mutation	Not Checked
Marking Slots	10

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Above Little Rascal - Bobbie

Biography
Cub Training: Wrestling; Iris wrestled briefly with their pridemate until they had them pinned and then began to groom their face, much to their pridemate's chagrin. Pouncing; Iris was almost ready to pounce on her pridemate when she noticed they were a little tired. Purring, she approached them and began to lick the top of their head to reassure them. Chasing; Iris initiated a race with her mother and won - her self-proposed reward was an hour of cuddles. Stalking; Just when you thought you were safe, Iris stalked you down in the middle of your evening patrol and demanded that you let her groom away that cowlick in your mane, all in the name of "training". Sigh. Climbing; Iris climbed the big tree and noticed a pridemate at the bottom too frightened to climb. She descended the tree and gently encouraged them by saying that they'd get good at it one day, too - complete with cuddles. Cub: Iris just woke you up from sleeping. Again. For more water. And they have to pee. But it's dark. Ugh.

Biography

Cub Training:

Wrestling; Iris wrestled briefly with their pridemate until they had them pinned and then began to groom their face, much to their pridemate's chagrin.
Pouncing; Iris was almost ready to pounce on her pridemate when she noticed they were a little tired. Purring, she approached them and began to lick the top of their head to reassure them.
Chasing; Iris initiated a race with her mother and won - her self-proposed reward was an hour of cuddles.
Stalking; Just when you thought you were safe, Iris stalked you down in the middle of your evening patrol and demanded that you let her groom away that cowlick in your mane, all in the name of "training". Sigh.
Climbing; Iris climbed the big tree and noticed a pridemate at the bottom too frightened to climb. She descended the tree and gently encouraged them by saying that they'd get good at it one day, too - complete with cuddles.

Cub:

Iris just woke you up from sleeping. Again. For more water. And they have to pee. But it's dark. Ugh.