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View Prometheus‎'s Pride

King of the Jungle Prometheus‎

Lion Stats
Experience
5860 / 15840 (36%)
Level 13
Strength 98 Speed 105
Stamina 107 Smarts 104
Agility 104 Skill 6
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 524
Lion Currents
Age 10 years old
Hunger
0%
Energy 100 / 100
Impression
Dreamboat
Personality
Fatherly (Kind)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 61.538461538462%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Jaggedfang (Deceased) Mother Cloudspots 🌠 (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred N/A Fertility N/A View All Cubs Bred (16)
Appearance Markings
Base Frostbitten (Dark Brown Skin) Slot 1: Frostbitten Dapple (100%) Tier 3
Slot 2: Ivory Bottom (79%) Tier 3
Slot 3: Onyx Reverse Vitiligo Mash (83%) Tier 3
Slot 4: Ragdoll Siamese (100%) Tier 3
Slot 5: Demonic Rogue (37%) Tier 3
Slot 6: Celestial Agouti (76%) Tier 3
Slot 7: Maofelis White (97%) Tier 6
Slot 8: Shard Feline (80%) Tier 3
Slot 9: Under White 4 (16%) Tier 0
Slot 10: Brown Shroud (1%) Tier 0
Genetics Black Medium Solid Special
Eyes Emerald
Mane Type Hellraiser
Mane Color Ice
Mutation Primal
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Herb Grove

Above
Triskelion
Lifetime
Attacks Defended 2 Explore Steps Taken 7412 NPCs Defeated 207
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 1% 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
You descend over the crater's lip, hoping to find a drink in the old watering hole. The scent of lions is all around you, and you only hope you've made the right decision as a few figures stalk close. A few lionesses stand guard, some covered in hunting scars, but all looking quite angered by your presence.
Perhaps retreat was the best option? As you turn to leave without quenching your thirst, another figure appears; the lionesses part for the thick-maned male as he approaches you cautiously. His pelt is a reddish-gray, though his most striking feature is the dappled white spots spreading down his body and ending just before his wrists.
He looks quite young, though he holds himself powerfully as his shining trinkets glimmer in the harsh sunlight.

"Greetings, my name is Prometheus, and this is the lakebed of the Southern Pride." He's definitely young from the sound of his voice. An adolescent in a big lion's body, heh.
Luckily, he doesn't seem to want a fight, if anything he's acting as a wall between you and the angrier lionesses. You catch the scent of cubs as little gleaming eyes peer out from behind their mother's forms and are glad you hadn't walked a bit further- otherwise this could have gotten ugly.

You tell Prometheus that you hold no ill intent and are only searching for water so you may return to your pride. At this Prometheus chuffs, his long spotted tail thumping the dry ground in amusement.

"If that's all you need, I can lead you to the nearby watering hole. My father is out now, and I'm sure he wouldn't mind."

You sure hope not- the last thing you need is a lion ambushing you on your way home! As you follow the other male, the cubs from earlier seem to squirm out of their mother's protective holds and circle you like tiny hyenas.

"You smell funny!"
"You're huge!"
"You're mane's so soft! Lemme see!"
"You look like Prometheus and Adeyemi! Are you brothers?"

You chuckle and explain to them that you have a pride of your own in another part of the savannah, only happening upon this place by chance.
Somehow managing to avoid being tripped by their little bodies, you're eventually spared their curiosity by their mothers dragging them back to the safety of the den.

Prometheus leads you to a tiny stream where you quench your thirst. The young lion wishes you good luck in returning home, flicking his tail on your back before returning to his pride.





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