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Malicious Pαʅυʂ

Lion Stats
Experience	109128 / 15840 (100%)
Level	13
Strength	193	Speed	204
Stamina	180	Smarts	173
Agility	184	Skill	26
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	960

Lion Currents
Age	9 years, 5 months old
Hunger	46%
Energy	100 / 100
Impression	Dreamboat
Personality	Heartless (Evil)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Aqaba (Deceased)	Mother	Koi (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	N/A	Fertility	N/A	View All Cubs Bred (30)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Murk (Growth Skin)	Slot 1: Gold Cheetah Royal (50%) Tier 3 Slot 2: Murk Shimmer (100%) Tier 3 Slot 3: Citron Crust (100%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Red Cape (14%) Tier 1 Slot 5: Bone Belly (85%) Tier 0 Slot 6: Noctis Maracaja (100%) Tier 3 Slot 7: Saffron Limb Spotting (87%) Tier 1 Slot 8: White Frontal Spotting (12%) Tier 1 Slot 9: Heather Ends (30%) Tier 1 Slot 10: Algae Skull (67%) Tier 1 Slot 11: Murk Feline (100%) Tier 3
Genetics	Black Medium Countershaded Special
Eyes	Mist
Mane Type	Thick
Mane Color	Murk
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	11

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Flash Flood Above Lab Test Frog Mossy Fur Event Scar: Outcast Ankole Horns African Common Toad Jumping Frog Nitsche's Bush Viper White Lotus African Clawed Frog African Bullfrog Spotted Snout-Burrower Mossy Stones Silver Long-Fingered Frog Below Paperback Acacia

Lifetime
Attacks Defended	4	Explore Steps Taken	11701	NPCs Defeated	548
Lions Sent Away	0	Lions Killed	642

Studding Services
This male lion is offering studding services, for a price of 1 GB OR 300 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 300 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
Kinged on: 9/6/24 Former name: Stinker (full of evil) Base changed to Murk Lab frogged and good posed on: 9/14/24 Notable cubs: 1x base pass 1x mutie (Melanism) 1x Piebald (Broken) LORE IN PROGRESS You wander lost after a massive monsoon swept you from your territory. Your fur is heavy with mud and your paws sink deeper into the muddy ground with each step. You have no clue where you are, or how to get back to your pride, but upon the appearance of a dark green lioness, being lost might not be the worst of your troubles.. “Ah! Hello there!” The green lioness smiled and you take her in for a moment as she grins down at you. Her paws are more mud than they are fur, and her coat is slick from moss and water. On her head his dawns a large pair of horns, you can only imagine where she got them. Though, the most notable thing may be the array of gashes and scars that litter her body.. “Heeeelllooo?” She calls again and you snap out of your trance, before you can speak she interrupts you. “You must be lost, poor thing! That must’ve been one of the worst storms we’ve had all season, dontcha think?” You contemplate speaking again but assume she’ll just interrupt, so you nod. “Oh, how rude of me! I am Countess Palus, and you are?” You tell her your name, but she doesn't seem to be listening, instead sizing your muddied fur. a few lions slink around near the two of you, most with the same green tint to their fur. They scale the tall, slippery rocks with ease as they stare down at you "Wow, your fur isn't used to this sort of weather, hm?" You furrow your ears at the backhanded comment, most lions aren't really built for water... "Well, no matter! Come with me, we'll get you something to eat!" Before you could respond, she bounded off, slinking up the mossy rocks before slipping down behind them. You stare astonished as you approach the wet rocks, placing your paw against them and letting it slide off.

Biography

Kinged on: 9/6/24

Former name: Stinker (full of evil)

Base changed to Murk
Lab frogged and good posed on: 9/14/24

Notable cubs:
1x base pass
1x mutie (Melanism)
1x Piebald (Broken)

LORE IN PROGRESS

You wander lost after a massive monsoon swept you from your territory. Your fur is heavy with mud and your paws sink deeper into the muddy ground with each step. You have no clue where you are, or how to get back to your pride, but upon the appearance of a dark green lioness, being lost might not be the worst of your troubles..

“Ah! Hello there!”

The green lioness smiled and you take her in for a moment as she grins down at you. Her paws are more mud than they are fur, and her coat is slick from moss and water. On her head his dawns a large pair of horns, you can only imagine where she got them. Though, the most notable thing may be the array of gashes and scars that litter her body..

“Heeeelllooo?”

She calls again and you snap out of your trance, before you can speak she interrupts you.

“You must be lost, poor thing! That must’ve been one of the worst storms we’ve had all season, dontcha think?”

You contemplate speaking again but assume she’ll just interrupt, so you nod.

“Oh, how rude of me! I am Countess Palus, and you are?”

You tell her your name, but she doesn't seem to be listening, instead sizing your muddied fur. a few lions slink around near the two of you, most with the same green tint to their fur. They scale the tall, slippery rocks with ease as they stare down at you

"Wow, your fur isn't used to this sort of weather, hm?"

You furrow your ears at the backhanded comment, *most* lions aren't really built for water...

"Well, no matter! Come with me, we'll get you something to eat!"

Before you could respond, she bounded off, slinking up the mossy rocks before slipping down behind them. You stare astonished as you approach the wet rocks, placing your paw against them and letting it slide off.

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