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Belongs to Antares The Infernal's Pride
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Oracle

Lion Stats
Cub Training	2%
Level	1
Strength	65	Speed	56
Stamina	62	Smarts	61
Agility	49	Skill	1
Total Stats:		294

Lion Currents
Age	1 year, 10 months old
Hunger	57%
Mood	70%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Obedient (Kind)

Breeding Info
Father	Antares The Infernal (Deceased)	Mother	Galaxy	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	Never	Fertility	Good	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Prismatic (Dusky Skin)	Slot 2: Briar Points (90%) Tier 1 Slot 5: Arctic Smoke (64%) Tier 3 Slot 6: Blue Poinsettia Snuggle (65%) Tier 3 Slot 7: Clay Zebra (17%) Tier 6 Slot 10: Hibiscus Feralis (33%) Tier 3 This lion has 2 markings hidden on the following slots: 11, 14
Genetics	Red Dark Solid Special
Eyes	Tyrian
Mane Type	Diabolic
Mane Color	Brown
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Wild Waterhole Above Dolomite Rocky Arch Soothsayer Outfit Jewelry: Coal Shard Necklace Moonlit Emblem Whispering Glow Neutron Dust Jewelry: Cat's Eye Headwear Greenhouse Slug Hare Bone Piercings Below Whirling Ionized Oxygen Holy Eclipse Dangling Trophies [Silver]

Biography
"I AM THE ORACLE. THE ALL KNOWING. THE ONE WHO HAS SEEN BOTH THE PAST AND THE OATH AHEAD." The purple lioness stood in front of Anatres. Her fur seemed to glow in the night. "Oracle. Tell me. What is my fate?" She stared at her king for a moment. Taking in his fears his anguish his pain and joys. "You walk the path of fate. It has many forks and your destiny is yours to choose. You can be the tyrant you feel growing inside. Fed by the whispers of others or you can be the king your heart wants." Anyares scoffed. "Fed by whispers. You mean your own?" He turned and left her dark cave. Oracle hung her head. She knew that the king wouldnt be swayed by her warning. Abive her several chains rattled even tho there was no wind. She stared at them a long moment. "Perhaps"

Biography

"I AM THE ORACLE. THE ALL KNOWING. THE ONE WHO HAS SEEN BOTH THE PAST AND THE OATH AHEAD."

The purple lioness stood in front of Anatres. Her fur seemed to glow in the night.

"Oracle. Tell me. What is my fate?"

She stared at her king for a moment. Taking in his fears his anguish his pain and joys.

"You walk the path of fate. It has many forks and your destiny is yours to choose. You can be the tyrant you feel growing inside. Fed by the whispers of others or you can be the king your heart wants."

Anyares scoffed. "Fed by whispers. You mean your own?" He turned and left her dark cave. Oracle hung her head. She knew that the king wouldnt be swayed by her warning. Abive her several chains rattled even tho there was no wind.

She stared at them a long moment. "Perhaps"

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