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Belongs to ✨Star Death✨'s Pride
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Daprite

This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 1 real life day.

Lion Stats
Experience	710 / 1760 (40%)
Level	5
Strength	119	Speed	141
Stamina	99	Smarts	131
Agility	129	Skill	9
Total Stats:		628

Lion Currents
Age	11 years, 6 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Brutal (Evil)

Breeding Info
Father	Utapau (Deceased)	Mother	Becuria	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	22 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (1%)	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Fulvous (Fallow Skin)	Slot 7: Midnight (23%) Tier 1 Slot 8: Coral Points (18%) Tier 1
Genetics	Golden Dark Countershaded Rare
Eyes	Red
Mane Type	Thick
Mane Color	Unholy
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Swirling Dust Above Mask of Ammit the Devourer Small Embers Wings of Desert [Top] Below Lava Burst Wings of Desert [Bottom]

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	10	Successful Hunts	9	Success Rate	90%

Biography
You get into an argument with Daprite over who would win in a fight - Apedemak or the Sangoma Leader. Daprite says Apedemak, because he's a lion...but you've seen what that human does with the weather… In a flash of claws and teeth, Daprite made short work of the feather toy you tossed. You trot towards Daprite to say hello, but you get smacked fiercely onto your cheek. You stand in shock, as he keeps giving you smacks, one after another, until you let out a growl, to which he replies with a roar. Mates. You like them rough, don't you?

Biography

You get into an argument with Daprite over who would win in a fight - Apedemak or the Sangoma Leader. Daprite says Apedemak, because he's a lion...but you've seen what that human does with the weather…

In a flash of claws and teeth, Daprite made short work of the feather toy you tossed.

You trot towards Daprite to say hello, but you get smacked fiercely onto your cheek. You stand in shock, as he keeps giving you smacks, one after another, until you let out a growl, to which he replies with a roar. Mates. You like them rough, don't you?

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