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Belongs to Aavalon's Former Pride

Alessandri

" achromia "

Lion Stats
Experience
66483 / 86240 (77%)
Level 29
Strength 1128 Speed 1186
Stamina 1197 Smarts 1290
Agility 983 Skill 200
Total Stats: 5984
Lion Currents
Age 15 years, 5 months old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Brutal (Evil)

Elder Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 100%
Elder Stage 100%
Breeding Info
Father Moby Dick (Deceased) Mother ʍaʏ View Full Heritage
Last Bred More than 20 days ago Fertility Very Low (1%) View All Cubs Bred (1)
Appearance Markings
Base Mauve (Red Skin) Slot 2: Vitiligo 2 (66%) Tier 2
Slot 4: Henna Zebra (49%) Tier 6
Slot 5: Onyx Zebra (63%) Tier 6
Slot 7: Skyward Undercover (50%) Tier 3
Slot 9: Feline 8 Ebony (92%) Tier 5
Slot 10: White Web (60%) Tier 3


This lion has 1 marking hidden on the following slot:
12
Genetics Red Medium Countershaded Common
Eyes Yellow
Mane Type Normal
Mane Color Ice
Mutation Achromia
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
None!
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 1012 Successful Hunts 1002 Success Rate 99%


Biography
You find Alessandri conversing with a wolf with fur as white as her own. She looks at home here; in the dark night, with only the bright moon looming overhead. Alessandri struts a playful dance as the wolf howls a lonely song, and they keep laughing beneath the stars. You're glad she's found a friend; her littermates aren't too kind to her, as is.

Watching Alessandri ruffle the feathers on her wings brings a longing from your heart. You smile sadly, and briefly look toward the sky. You wonder if Aiatar will come visit soon. If he even knows he has a daughter, you're not certain. A delighted shriek interrupts your thoughts and you hasitly avert your gaze back to the playing pair, to find Alessandri's eyes glowing a pale blue. She meets your eye and gives a toothy grin; you give one back before leaving to rest for the night.







You are annoyed at that damn green snake. So demanding. Alessandri suggests that they could go boop their snoot. That sounds like a great idea, actually. Let's go boop the snoot.

As you greet Alessandri with a low, affectionate rumble, she returns it with a friendly growl.

You were having some trouble getting into a carcass with a tough hide, so you invited Alessandri to share with you. Sure enough, she proudly tore the decaying beast to shreds. You wonder if her claws are permanently bloodstained.

The sun glistened off of Alessandri's fur, and you told them how attractive they looked today. If they blushed, you couldn't see it.

At noon, you saw Alessandri sleeping in the shade of a tree, out of the sun. You realized that the midday sun is harsh on her pale eyes..

You charged Alessandri as soon as you saw her this morning. She snarled in ferocity and tackled you to the floor. You didn't miss the grin behind her snarl, though!

Alessandri played a practical joke on the cubs, stalking up while making weird noises and pretending to be a spirit! It was funny until the cubs refused to sleep that night.






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