#106915
View 's Pride

Heavenly

Lion Stats
Experience
14609 / 18590 (78%)
Level 14
Strength 77 Speed 109
Stamina 64 Smarts 67
Agility 77 Skill 22
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 416
Lion Currents
Age 10 years, 10 months old
Hunger
8%
Energy 100 / 100
Impression
Dreamboat
Personality
Arrogant (Snarky)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 67.948717948718%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Unknown Mother Unknown View Full Heritage
Last Bred N/A Fertility N/A View All Cubs Bred (8)
Appearance Markings
Base Auburn (Butterfly Skin) Slot 1: Heather Beard (100%) Tier 1
Slot 2: Chocolate Marozi (100%) Tier 1
Slot 3: Cream Luster (100%) Tier 1
Slot 4: Onyx Smudge (100%) Tier 1
Slot 5: White Skull (75%) Tier 1
Genetics Red Dark Countershaded Common
Eyes White
Mane Type Sideburn
Mane Color Obsidian
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations

Above
Event Scar: Jealous Wife
Event Scar: Unrequited Love
Submissive Male
The Rival Lace
Admiring Adolescent [Male]
Lion Pride Accent [Rainbow]

Below
Shaggy Lioness
Lifetime
Attacks Defended 3 Explore Steps Taken 13950 NPCs Defeated 429
Lions Sent Away 142 Lions Killed 0
Biography
Cwathat's memory is long: he may not remember every lioness and cub gone to reserve of every kit's terrifying injury, but he remembers every cub lost to the harshness of life.

03/02/2017- Fallowkit (#794110778192), was found dead of internal injuries this morning. Judging from the tracks, it angered a young bull elephant. The cub's survival bar was at 50% but it dropped 14%, taking the survival bar to 36% when the cub died. Its records were not stored in your former pride.

The new king is rather plain, barely half the size of the others that surround him, with mottled coloured fur and a white-skull face, his shoulders and flanks covered with scars. Among this pride of beauty and uniqueness, he is the odd one out, he is ugly. The way he sits though, you know you were right to refuse the bigger male. He watches you with his tail wrapped neatly over his paws and it feels like the weight of a hundred eyes are upon you, judging as he deigns to turn his gaze your way.

“I’m listening.”





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