#794165528705
Belongs to Atlas III's Pride
(View Former Prides)

🤍 Neema 🤍

"Nacre"

This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 12 real life days.

Lion Stats
Experience	2610 / 3960 (65%)
Level	7
Strength	42	Speed	51
Stamina	61	Smarts	49
Agility	59	Skill	10
Total Stats:		272

Lion Currents
Age	7 years old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Neutral
Personality	Graceful (Good)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Lelise (Deceased)	Mother	sanchi (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	11 days ago	Fertility	Average	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Nacre (Blue Skin)	Slot 7: Peach Dapple (61%) Tier 3 Slot 8: Almond Fawn (9%) Tier 6
Genetics	Cream Dark Countershaded Special
Eyes	Yellow
Mane Type	Scarce
Mane Color	Ethereal
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Necropolis Above Lion Pride Accent [Light Blue and Pink] Baby Cub Brown Passionate Primal Patootie Scar: Long Right Eye Giant Stick Insect [1]

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

Biography
Neema scoffed softly at the smitten primal lady who watched her every move. Her gaze drifted down to a small brown cub that was laid between the primal’s paws. “She’s beautiful,” Neema complimented with a warm smile. She sat, eyeing the two, “she has your eyes.” The mother smiled in return and scooped up the cub, offering her to the broodmother. “Thank you, do you mind watching her for a bit?” she asked. Neema nodded firmly and gently took the cub from the other lioness. The mother’s face lit up and she grinned happily. “Thank you so much,” she purred as she rubbed against the broodmother in passing. Neema hummed and bumped her head against her shoulder. “Don’t mention it- its my job, after all.”

Biography

Neema scoffed softly at the smitten primal lady who watched her every move. Her gaze drifted down to a small brown cub that was laid between the primal’s paws.

“She’s beautiful,” Neema complimented with a warm smile. She sat, eyeing the two, “she has your eyes.”

The mother smiled in return and scooped up the cub, offering her to the broodmother.

“Thank you, do you mind watching her for a bit?” she asked. Neema nodded firmly and gently took the cub from the other lioness. The mother’s face lit up and she grinned happily.

“Thank you so much,” she purred as she rubbed against the broodmother in passing. Neema hummed and bumped her head against her shoulder.

“Don’t mention it- its my job, after all.”

Report This Lion