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View Thornscratch's Pride

King of the Jungle Thornscratch

Lion Stats
Experience
1913 / 39710 (4%)
Level 20
Strength 107 Speed 109
Stamina 113 Smarts 122
Agility 101 Skill 7
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 559
Lion Currents
Age 6 years, 1 month old
Hunger
20%
Energy 100 / 100
Impression
Dreamboat
Pose Default
Personality
Fatherly (Kind)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 31.410256410256%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Unknown Mother Unknown View Full Heritage
Last Bred N/A Fertility N/A View All Cubs Bred (3)
Appearance Markings
Base Demiurge (Apricot Skin) Slot 1: Henna Half (91%) Tier 0
Slot 2: Golden Half (90%) Tier 0
Slot 3: Coral Low Cover (65%) Tier 0
Genetics Black Medium Solid Special
Eyes Yellow
Mane Type Thick
Mane Color Rosy Brown
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
None!
Lifetime
Attacks Defended 5 Explore Steps Taken 16701 NPCs Defeated 1204
Lions Sent Away 24 Lions Killed 0
Studding Services
This male lion is offering studding services, for a price of 100 SB. Lionesses must have a minimum of 10% 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
A straggly brown lion sprawls in the grasping shade of a straggly brown tree. His tousled mane is flecked with bits of dead leaf and dried grass. his snores flutter grass tense from thirst, setting them aquiver about his scarred muzzle. When the hare you caught hits the earth with a triumphant thud, his nostrils flare, and his eyes struggle open. His wayward smile disarms you of any suspicions, and the scratchy warmth of his voice softens the arcing snaggletooth that bristles yellow and malignant from his jaws.

Thornscratch is a pride ruler in name only, for the customs of this realm could dictate his title - but never his spirit. For years he had roved the savannah: rogue, mercenary, bard, bandit. Those who pass his name over their tongues now whisper that he has finally found his place. You know better. His gaze and heart wanders where his paws cannot.





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