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Belongs to Diaochan's Former Pride

Windsong

"Jimmy! <3"

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	139	Speed	171
Stamina	156	Smarts	144
Agility	135	Skill	7
Total Stats:		752

Lion Currents
Age	14 years old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Male
Personality	Unscrupulous (Evil)

Breeding Info
Father	Adrammelech (Deceased)	Mother	Zekana (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	N/A	Fertility	N/A	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Opal (Marbled Skin)	Slot 1: Feline 6 Onyx (99%) Tier 2 Slot 4: Feline 8 Onyx (71%) Tier 2 Slot 5: Feline 4 Onyx (47%) Tier 2 Slot 8: Feline 5 Onyx (69%) Tier 2 Slot 10: White Underfur (56%) Tier 1
Genetics	Black Light Countershaded Special
Eyes	White
Mane Type	Sideward
Mane Color	Opal
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

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Lifetime Patrolling Results
Total Patrols	11	Total Stats Gained	24	Total Items Gained	4

Biography
You see Windsong has a dozen fresh scratches on his face and blood dripping down his chin. You decide not to ask what he has been up to. - You see Windsong has a dozen fresh scratches on his face and blood dripping down his chin. You decide not to ask what he has been up to. - As you survey your pride lands before you, Windsong comes to stand next to you. You smell blood on the wind. - Your paws get weak as you approach Windsong to say hi. He perks up, ready to repeat your last marathon of dozen spars in a row. Uhhhhhhh. - Your paws get weak as you approach Windsong to say hi. He perks up, ready to repeat your last marathon of dozen spars in a row. Uhhhhhhh. - You notice Windsong focused on a small, still moving bird under his paw. He keeps pulling away feather by feather. You stop in your tracks, deciding to not bother him right now.

Biography

You see Windsong has a dozen fresh scratches on his face and blood dripping down his chin. You decide not to ask what he has been up to.
-
You see Windsong has a dozen fresh scratches on his face and blood dripping down his chin. You decide not to ask what he has been up to.
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As you survey your pride lands before you, Windsong comes to stand next to you. You smell blood on the wind.
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Your paws get weak as you approach Windsong to say hi. He perks up, ready to repeat your last marathon of dozen spars in a row. Uhhhhhhh.
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Your paws get weak as you approach Windsong to say hi. He perks up, ready to repeat your last marathon of dozen spars in a row. Uhhhhhhh.
-
You notice Windsong focused on a small, still moving bird under his paw. He keeps pulling away feather by feather. You stop in your tracks, deciding to not bother him right now.

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