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View 𝚁𝙾𝚂𝙴 𝙷𝙾𝙽𝙴𝚈's Pride

𝚁𝙾𝚂𝙴 𝙷𝙾𝙽𝙴𝚈

Lion Stats
Experience	1168 / 18590 (6%)
Level	14
Strength	89	Speed	94
Stamina	97	Smarts	131
Agility	96	Skill	13
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	520

Lion Currents
Age	10 years, 3 months old
Hunger	0%
Energy	100 / 100
Impression	Dreamboat
Personality	Fatherly (Kind)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Erissat II (Deceased)	Mother	Luck of the Fae	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	N/A	Fertility	N/A	View All Cubs Bred (29)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Ivory (Fallow Skin)	Slot 1: Scoundrel Pelage (75%) Tier 3 Slot 2: Scoundrel Feline (100%) Tier 3 Slot 3: Feline 3 Silver (33%) Tier 2 Slot 4: White Soft Unders (66%) Tier 2 Slot 5: Ivory Unders (100%) Tier 3 Slot 6: Dim Silver (21%) Tier 2 Slot 7: Vitiligo 4 (57%) Tier 2 Slot 8: White Lace (67%) Tier 2 Slot 9: Tangor Panther (31%) Tier 2 Slot 10: Vitiligo 9 (85%) Tier 2
Genetics	Cream Light Countershaded Special
Eyes	Rose Quartz
Mane Type	Tsavo
Mane Color	Cinnabar
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	11

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Frozen Valley Above Lab Test Frog Winter Achromia Cub Heavy Snow Below Albino Barbary Stag

Lifetime
Attacks Defended	6	Explore Steps Taken	16864	NPCs Defeated	201
Lions Sent Away	0	Lions Killed	2

Studding Services
This male lion is offering studding services, for a price of 1 GB OR 500 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.

Studding Services

This male lion is offering studding services, for a price of 1 GB OR 500 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 enter the flowery terrain, petal’s of multiple roses crushed beneath your paws. the scent of pollen filled your nostrils, eyes narrowed as dim lighting strucked your eyes. dawn light glittered through the undergrowth, providing multiple spots of shade. you stalked in the shadows, a pride of healthy lionesses chirped at your appearance. the cubs seeked shelter underneath their mother’s underbellies, growls escaped the male lion’s maw. " what brings you here? " rose honey, the queen of this pride stepped forward. " i am here for shelter. " you dipped your head, looking down. she lapped her tongue against her paw, brushing her mitt over her ear. she paused, then huffed out a small sigh. " our territory is small, we cant possibly feed another mouth. " she stood to her paws, her tail flicked over her rear. your face saddened at the reply, you whirled around, about to leave. " wait, " she called out, ears pricked. you spun around, hope sparkled in your eyes. " tell me a good reason why you should stay. " she drew closer, stacking her paws on top of each other. you swallowed, your mind went blank. " well — errr .. " you stare at your paws, come on — think! " im a good fighter. " you reply, fluffing out your fur. " hm. " rose honey looked back, staring at the adolescents that were sharpening their claws onto a dead log. " fine, you can stay. " she did a brief nod, " but. i swear if i see you hurt /any/ of the little paws, you will wish youve never met me. " rose honey bounded over to your hear, muttering under her breath. " well, what should i do now? " you ask, fidgeting with your paws. " train those little paws, they havent reviewed the skill of stalking yet. " rose honey flicked her tail over to the quarrelling cubs. " alright. " you nodded, travelling over to the group of cubs. yes! you were accepted in this price, better not mess up! --------- INFORMATION ON THE PRIDE : - rose honey’s pride is quite friendly, but anxious about the prides outside of theirs - they learned the skills of fleeing battles instead of fighting, focusing on the skill of hunting - their territory is filled with plains of flowers, puddles of mud spotted here and there - they use different terminology ╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── 🌸 ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯

Biography

╭── ⋅ ⋅ ── 🌸 ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮

you enter the flowery terrain, petal’s of multiple roses crushed beneath your paws. the scent of pollen filled your nostrils, eyes narrowed as dim lighting strucked your eyes. dawn light glittered through the undergrowth, providing multiple spots of shade. you stalked in the shadows, a pride of healthy lionesses chirped at your appearance. the cubs seeked shelter underneath their mother’s underbellies, growls escaped the male lion’s maw.

" what brings you here? "
rose honey, the queen of this pride stepped forward.

" i am here for shelter. "
you dipped your head, looking down.

she lapped her tongue against her paw, brushing her mitt over her ear. she paused, then huffed out a small sigh.

" our territory is small, we cant possibly feed another mouth. "
she stood to her paws, her tail flicked over her rear.

your face saddened at the reply, you whirled around, about to leave.

" wait, "
she called out, ears pricked.

you spun around, hope sparkled in your eyes.

" tell me a good reason why you should stay. "
she drew closer, stacking her paws on top of each other.

you swallowed, your mind went blank.

" well — errr .. "
you stare at your paws, come on — think!

" im a good fighter. "
you reply, fluffing out your fur.

" hm. "
rose honey looked back, staring at the adolescents that were sharpening their claws onto a dead log.

" fine, you can stay. "
she did a brief nod,

" but. i swear if i see you hurt /any/ of the little paws, you will wish youve never met me. "
rose honey bounded over to your hear, muttering under her breath.

" well, what should i do now? "
you ask, fidgeting with your paws.

" train those little paws, they havent reviewed the skill of stalking yet. "
rose honey flicked her tail over to the quarrelling cubs.

" alright. "
you nodded, travelling over to the group of cubs.

yes! you were accepted in this price, better not mess up!

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INFORMATION ON THE PRIDE :
- rose honey’s pride is quite friendly, but anxious about the prides outside of theirs
- they learned the skills of fleeing battles instead of fighting, focusing on the skill of hunting
- their territory is filled with plains of flowers, puddles of mud spotted here and there
- they use different terminology

╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── 🌸 ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯

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