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Belongs to Serin's Pride
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Keen, PHD.

"G4"

This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 17 real life days.

Lion Stats
Experience	5204 / 21560 (24%)
Level	15
Strength	3	Speed	6
Stamina	6	Smarts	8
Agility	5	Skill	10
Total Stats:		38

Lion Currents
Age	13 years, 1 month old
Hunger	0%
Mood	93%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Emotional (Kind)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	ᴅᴇᴀᴄᴏɴ (Deceased)	Mother	Felis (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	6 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (10%)	View All Cubs Bred (4)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Tawny (Apricot Skin)	Slot 2: Scoria Siamese (52%) Tier 3 Slot 3: Saffron Fawn (46%) Tier 6 Slot 4: Vagabond Nuzzle (44%) Tier 3 Slot 9: White Shimmer (21%) Tier 0 Slot 11: Bone Mottled Vents (47%) Tier 6 Slot 12: Ginger Quagga (13%) Tier 6 Slot 13: Cimmerian Wavelet (43%) Tier 1 This lion has 4 markings hidden on the following slots: 15, 16, 17, 18
Genetics	Red Light Countershaded Common
Eyes	Sodalite
Mane Type	Crested
Mane Color	Unholy
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	13

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Taurids Above Giant Stick Insect [1] Scar: Anklebiter

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	1	Successful Hunts	1	Success Rate	100%

Nursing Cubs
This lioness is currently nursing the following cubs...
Measely Moove Muddle

Biography
"Oh, good. Serin sent me some help in here. It was about damn time. Now would you hold this for me please?" Keen speaks through a mouthful of human trash made into some kind of rope. You accept it, reluctantly, and bite the end of the rope that she holds out to you with your teeth. "Thank you. Now, tell me about yourself- where are you from?" She asks, somehow managing to tie the paw-made rope into a knot around some sort of mechanism- also made from human garbage. //Keen, PHD. does not say a word but curls up close to your feet as you sit down near her, seeming to need some affection right now.// //As you approach, Keen, PHD. comes up to you asking once again if you really care about her.//

Biography

"Oh, good. Serin sent me some help in here. It was about damn time. Now would you hold this for me please?" Keen speaks through a mouthful of human trash made into some kind of rope. You accept it, reluctantly, and bite the end of the rope that she holds out to you with your teeth.
"Thank you. Now, tell me about yourself- where are you from?" She asks, somehow managing to tie the paw-made rope into a knot around some sort of mechanism- also made from human garbage.

//Keen, PHD. does not say a word but curls up close to your feet as you sit down near her, seeming to need some affection right now.//

//As you approach, Keen, PHD. comes up to you asking once again if you really care about her.//

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