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Belongs to Turkistan's Former Pride

🥀Empress Tarte🥀

"of the rose crescent"

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	53	Speed	63
Stamina	60	Smarts	46
Agility	50	Skill	4
Total Stats:		276

Lion Currents
Age	14 years, 1 month old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Humorous (Neutral)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Alastair (Deceased)	Mother	Pewdiebald, A Huntress (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	18 days ago	Fertility	Low	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Blush Rose (Brown Skin)	Slot 1: Dark Brown Half (21%) Tier 0 Slot 3: Onyx Vitiligo (48%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Infernal Glaze (26%) Tier 3 Slot 5: White Underfur (47%) Tier 1 Slot 7: Onyx Ridge (15%) Tier 3 Slot 9: White Panther (45%) Tier 3 Slot 10: White Hair Band (68%) Tier 1
Genetics	Red Medium Solid Special
Eyes	Pink
Mane Type	Crested
Mane Color	Savannah
Mutation	Piebald (Slender)
Marking Slots	10

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Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	0	Successful Hunts	0	Success Rate	0%

Biography
What a nice balance between pink and brown! Base changed. You approach your pride mates to wake them up for the day - and notice all of them have red mud smeared on their faces. You immediately look at Tarte - yup, she's totally pretending to be asleep. Hah. Chuckling, Tarte runs towards you and rubs her head under your chin, then runs away to prance around. While you are greeting each other, 🥀Empress Tarte🥀 licks your tongue by accident. Awkwarrrd. You close your eyes and remember the shaman's guidance. You start whispering, and the whispers echo back in your mind, slowly turning into newly formed words from the ancestors. You receive 🥀Empress Tarte🥀's blessing; after which the spirits fade away. (+60% Impression)

Biography

What a nice balance between pink and brown! Base changed.

You approach your pride mates to wake them up for the day - and notice all of them have red mud smeared on their faces. You immediately look at Tarte - yup, she's totally pretending to be asleep. Hah.

Chuckling, Tarte runs towards you and rubs her head under your chin, then runs away to prance around.

While you are greeting each other, 🥀Empress Tarte🥀 licks your tongue by accident. Awkwarrrd.

You close your eyes and remember the shaman's guidance. You start whispering, and the whispers echo back in your mind, slowly turning into newly formed words from the ancestors. You receive 🥀Empress Tarte🥀's blessing; after which the spirits fade away. (+60% Impression)

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