#116654
View 's Pride

King of the Jungle

Lion Stats
Experience
5873 / 7040 (83%)
Level 9
Strength 676 Speed 632
Stamina 638 Smarts 604
Agility 679 Skill 2
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 3231
Lion Currents
Age 10 years, 7 months old
Hunger
40%
Energy 100 / 100
Impression
Extremely Impressive
Personality
Even-Tempered (Neutral)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 66.025641025641%
Elder Stage 0%
Appearance Markings
Base Sunset (Pink Skin) Slot 1: Locust Inverted Quagga (100%) Tier 3
Slot 2: Brimstone Agouti (100%) Tier 3
Slot 3: Infernal Agouti (100%) Tier 3
Slot 4: Cloudburst Web (100%) Tier 3
Slot 5: Bloodbourne Vitiligo (100%) Tier 3
Slot 6: Demonic Rogue (100%) Tier 3
Slot 8: Cloudburst Shroud (100%) Tier 3
Slot 9: Sunset Lace (100%) Tier 3
Slot 10: Sunset Feralis (100%) Tier 3
Genetics Red Medium Countershaded Special
Eyes Jasper
Mane Type Diabolic
Mane Color Ardor
Mutation Piebald (Daedal)
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Full Moon

Above
Jewelry: Opal Adornment
Lab Test Frog
Lapis Ornaments
Royal Gem Bodywear [Anubis]
Expression: Delighted
Lich Essence
Little Whisper
Resurrection
Stardust
Lifetime
Attacks Defended 0 Explore Steps Taken 3652 NPCs Defeated 111
Lions Sent Away 7 Lions Killed 0
Studding Services
This male lion is offering studding services, for a price of 3 GB OR 400 SB. Lionesses must have a minimum of 5% fertility to breed.

This male lion has 15/15 studding slots left open this week.

* Selecting an item to send with the request will remove the item from your hoard and apply it to the stud if your request is accepted. If your request is removed or denied for any reason the item will be returned to you. Multiple items can be sent at the same time providing they do not cancel each other out in their effects.

* Breeding to a mutated stud does not affect your chances of conceiving a mutated cub unless the stud is a variation of piebald or primal.
Biography
She came walking through the starlight one evening. She came with no armies, no rival lions. She came alone. And alone was what she was. The pride took her in, offering her kindness and love. She took these things with no smile, with no voice. She was quiet in all her way. Late some nights when the pride was well asleep and dreaming, she would wander beneath the moon. She sparkles beneath the moonlight but her tears were what shined the most. In this one thing- in her sorrow- she was not quiet. She lamented and wept with passion, singing her sorrow into the sky. She cried for she had come too late... too late to save the lion she loved.

“Oh Ben... my sweet Benedictus.” She whispered. Her tears fell like rain into the dry African dirt. “My love, I’ve come too late. You are already gone.”
She pressed her paw to her belly, a distant look upon her face. “Ben do you remember our daughter ? A shining baby girl she was. She’s gone too now Ben. I’ve lost you and her and now I’m all alone..”

She visited his grave during many a moonless night when the eyes of the dead watched unhindered in the black sky above. She brought him bluebells and spoke only to his grave, remebering days long since colored by age. She remembered him before he was king and before tragedy had torn them apart. Before they had lost their daughter to Men. .

She saw his predecessor wearing his title and struggled to not feel the same terrible feelings she had for Benedictus. That love would only destroy this old lion before her.

When he too passed on, the pride had no one to turn to. They turned to the lion with no voice. They turned to Her. She bore the mantel of Queen with a sorrow that could make the sea weep.

She was Lacrimosa- the Queen.






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