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Belongs to Vodahmin's Pride
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Eir

"VLF 1% Overgrown Claws"

Lion Stats
Experience	5259 / 18590 (28%)
Level	14
Strength	72	Speed	76
Stamina	82	Smarts	75
Agility	85	Skill	57
Total Stats:		447

Lion Currents
Age	14 years, 9 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Grumpy (Evil)

Breeding Info
Father	Jun Konahrik (Deceased)	Mother	𝑠𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑛	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	More than 20 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (1%)	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Sterling (Gray Skin)	Slot 2: Glacial Frosting (59%) Tier 3 Slot 3: Ice Undershine (41%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Cloudburst Mist (59%) Tier 3 Slot 6: White Undercover (44%) Tier 1
Genetics	Black Medium Countershaded Common
Eyes	Blue
Mane Type	Regal
Mane Color	Onyx
Mutation	Overgrown Claws
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
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Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	166	Successful Hunts	166	Success Rate	100%

Biography
Eir really, really wants that meerkat snack. Like, so badly. The screeching is getting old, fast. You eat it to show them that life doesn't always get them what they want. You were sharing a chuckle with your pride mates when Eir mumbled at all of you to shut up. Seems she thought it was funny, too. Eir stretched and made long grooves in the dirt with their claws. Eir spent a little more time than most lions on stretching and scratching some rocks. Their lengthy claws look razor sharp now. You gleefully lead your pride to a fresh zebra carcass to feed. Eir huffs at you. Zebra...again? Ugh. Eir spent some time stretching and clawing at a favorite scratching tree. The tree only barely survived the process. Eir snorts a greeting as you pass, then returns to grumbling over some tweeting birds nearby. A strange lion refused to back down from your threats. Eir appeared and flexed their paws menacingly... Well that was quite effective.

Biography

Eir really, really wants that meerkat snack. Like, so badly. The screeching is getting old, fast. You eat it to show them that life doesn't always get them what they want.

You were sharing a chuckle with your pride mates when Eir mumbled at all of you to shut up. Seems she thought it was funny, too.

Eir stretched and made long grooves in the dirt with their claws.

Eir spent a little more time than most lions on stretching and scratching some rocks. Their lengthy claws look razor sharp now.

You gleefully lead your pride to a fresh zebra carcass to feed. Eir huffs at you. Zebra...again? Ugh.

Eir spent some time stretching and clawing at a favorite scratching tree. The tree only barely survived the process.

Eir snorts a greeting as you pass, then returns to grumbling over some tweeting birds nearby.

A strange lion refused to back down from your threats. Eir appeared and flexed their paws menacingly... Well that was quite effective.

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