#441298
View || STRIKER ||'s Pride

Incredible || STRIKER ||

Lion Stats
Experience	12775 / 15840 (80%)
Level	13
Strength	74	Speed	62
Stamina	69	Smarts	88
Agility	74	Skill	34
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	401

Lion Currents
Age	11 years, 11 months old
Hunger	20%
Energy	100 / 100
Impression	Dreamboat
Personality	Patient (Kind)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Unknown	Mother	Unknown	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	N/A	Fertility	N/A	View All Cubs Bred (4)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Rosy Brown (Red Skin)	Slot 1: Under White 7 (47%) Tier 0 Slot 2: Chert Cover (62%) Tier 0
Genetics	Black Light Countershaded Common
Eyes	Yellow
Mane Type	Thick
Mane Color	Brown
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Carcass Above Scar: Muzzle Scar: Face Scar: Long Left Eye Scar: White Eye Left Scar: Tail Scar: Hip Scar: Anklebiter Giant Pouched Rat Giant Stick Insect [1] Scar: White Eye Right Scar: Cheek Scar: Beaten Up Scar: Short Right Eye Scar: Nose Scratch Fancy Mouse [Blue Self Astrex]

Lifetime
Attacks Defended	2	Explore Steps Taken	5615	NPCs Defeated	341
Lions Sent Away	5	Lions Killed	282

Biography
\|\| A sinister glare falls on you as you walk through the opening of the pride caves. You glance around, fur standing up as your eyes land on the main lion of the show. A threatening face, yet he looked quite basic amongst all the other unique pride members. Except for the fact he was decently scarred and beaten up, with a dark red stain around his mouth. Must've been his previous meal. With silent paws, he came face to face with you. Whiskers shivering, you asked if you could take a look around the pride. His gaze softened, and thought washed over his cloudy, white eyes.. “Of course. I apologize if I seemed threatening at first..” What was that? Mercy? Sheesh, how is.. uh.. how is this lion a king? “Striker.” He said quietly, nearly reading your mind as you wondered his name. “Good luck surviving here..” He wandered off, lions and lionesses following him as he trudged away. \|\|

Biography

|| A sinister glare falls on you as you walk through the opening of the pride caves. You glance around, fur standing up as your eyes land on the main lion of the show. A threatening face, yet he looked quite basic amongst all the other unique pride members. Except for the fact he was decently scarred and beaten up, with a dark red stain around his mouth. Must've been his previous meal. With silent paws, he came face to face with you. Whiskers shivering, you asked if you could take a look around the pride. His gaze softened, and thought washed over his cloudy, white eyes.. “Of course. I apologize if I seemed threatening at first..” What was that? Mercy? Sheesh, how is.. uh.. how is this lion a king? “Striker.” He said quietly, nearly reading your mind as you wondered his name. “Good luck surviving here..” He wandered off, lions and lionesses following him as he trudged away. ||

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