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Nice Guy Volatile II

Lion Stats
Experience
26026 / 11000 (100%)
Level 11
Strength 102 Speed 79
Stamina 77 Smarts 78
Agility 109 Skill 3
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 448
Lion Currents
Age 7 years, 4 months old
Hunger
0%
Energy 100 / 100
Impression
Dreamboat
Personality
Loner (Neutral)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 41.025641025641%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father 𝓓𝓾𝓼𝓴 (Deceased) Mother Elin View Full Heritage
Last Bred N/A Fertility N/A View All Cubs Bred (10)
Appearance Markings
Base Fossil (Black Skin) Slot 1: Henna Beard (38%) Tier 1
Slot 2: Royal Belly (14%) Tier 0
Slot 3: Shell Blaze (58%) Tier 1
Slot 4: Noctis Pelage (25%) Tier 2
Slot 5: Saffron Rims (100%) Tier 2
Slot 6: Mottled Rosette (100%) Tier 5
Slot 7: Noctis Heavy Rosette (100%) Tier 4
Slot 8: Cream Collar (76%) Tier 1
Slot 9: Gold Facial Spotting (34%) Tier 1
Genetics Cream Medium Countershaded Special
Eyes Dunt
Mane Type Sideburn
Mane Color Ebony
Mutation Patches (Plumage)
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Botswana Floodplains

Above
Dancer Chains [Gold]
Bone Jewelry Accessories
Lab Test Frog
Fresh Bandages [Front]
Lifetime
Attacks Defended 8 Explore Steps Taken 10342 NPCs Defeated 170
Lions Sent Away 0 Lions Killed 0
Studding Services
This male lion is offering studding services, for a price of 1 GB OR 225 SB. Lionesses must have a minimum of 0% 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

"Shh...shh, my dear...Eat. The rains will return and we shall plenty once more...eat little one..."

This was not her first famine. This was not the first time cubs curled mewing in hunger at her feet, eyes sunken and pleading because the meat trails ran dry. No meat meant no milk. No milk meant each innocent life was at risk of death. Crag could not let this stand. The innocent did not deserve to be sent to the stars so soon in their days on this world.

Even weak and shaking, body shivering from lack of food, she rose to her paws to attempt to hunt once more. The smallest bit of prey had been given to give her children a chance. She must find more...

Could she have sent her huntresses out? Yes. Yes, she could have. But they needed to stay. To rest. Nurse their cubs as best they could. Retain strength to fight against the lions and scavengers who would try to attack them. To make the innocent their food. They must rest...

The chains that marked her station flashed in the sunlight. The bandage on her leg had once been tight...now it was at risk of falling from how little she had. Yet she hunted. She traveled. Step after step to find something to eat. Anything...

One drop of rain fell on her nose. Then another. Another and he turned to the sky, laughing soft and light. For with the first drops of rain came the first belated bellow of the traveling herds. The meat trails were flowing again. And her children would be safe.

"Rise! Rise, my huntresses. Rise and bare your claws once more! Find your strength! Tonight we shall feast!"





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