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Belongs to Bihicsus's Former Pride

The Whisper That Burns

Mane whiskered

Lion Stats
Experience	12652 / 15840 (79%)
Level	13
Strength	95	Speed	91
Stamina	101	Smarts	89
Agility	103	Skill	41
Total Stats:		520

Lion Currents
Age	14 years, 3 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Brutal (Evil)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Arsène	Mother	Aspect of the Sun	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	20 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (1%)	View All Cubs Bred (2)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Obsidian (Black Skin)	Slot 1: Nimravus Noctis (75%) Tier 6 Slot 4: Blue Poinsettia Indri (40%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Sunrise Valiant (49%) Tier 3 Slot 8: Pulsar Margay (46%) Tier 5 Slot 9: Sunrise Splendor (70%) Tier 3
Genetics	Black Dark Solid Common
Eyes	Celestite
Mane Type	Diabolic
Mane Color	Styx
Mutation	Mane Whiskered
Marking Slots	10

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Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	171	Successful Hunts	166	Success Rate	97%

Biography
You were having some trouble getting into a carcass with a tough hide, so you invited The Whisper That Burns to share with you. Sure enough, she proudly tore the decaying beast to shreds. You wonder if her claws are permanently bloodstained. You charged The Whisper That Burns 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! You trot towards The Whisper That Burns to say hello, but you get smacked fiercely onto your cheek. You stand in shock, as she keeps giving you smacks, one after another, until you let out a growl, to which she replies with a roar. Women. You like them rough, don't you?

Biography

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

You charged The Whisper That Burns 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!

You trot towards The Whisper That Burns to say hello, but you get smacked fiercely onto your cheek. You stand in shock, as she keeps giving you smacks, one after another, until you let out a growl, to which she replies with a roar. Women. You like them rough, don't you?

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