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❄Queen Freezestar❄

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Lion Stats
Experience
0 / 100 (0%)
Level 1
Strength 238 Speed 166
Stamina 218 Smarts 238
Agility 250 Skill 198
Total Stats: 1308
Lion Currents
Age 17 years old
Hunger
12%
Mood
100%
Sex Male
Personality
Mysterious (Neutral)

Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 100%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father ♡Rosestar♡ (Deceased) Mother Mother Starlingfeather View Full Heritage
Last Bred N/A Fertility N/A View All Cubs Bred (76)
Appearance Markings
Base Blue Poinsettia (Lavender Skin) Slot 1: Feline 7 Elysian (90%) Tier 5
Slot 2: Lycaon Scarce Noctis (66%) Tier 3
Slot 3: Frostbitten Dapple (100%) Tier 3
Slot 4: Frostbitten Coat (100%) Tier 3
Slot 5: Blue Poinsettia Snuggle (100%) Tier 3
Slot 6: Mottled Rosette (100%) Tier 5
Slot 7: Atlas Hyena Blots Scarce (100%) Tier 3
Slot 8: Blue Poinsettia Fawn (100%) Tier 3
Slot 9: Ragdoll Siamese (100%) Tier 3
Slot 10: Frostbitten Lace (100%) Tier 3
Slot 11: Esker Dinictis (100%) Tier 3
Slot 12: Cimmerian Dorsum (71%) Tier 1
Genetics Black Medium Countershaded Special
Eyes Cloudy
Mane Type Incubus
Mane Color Blue Poinsettia
Mutation Primal (Ferus)
Marking Slots
13
Equipped Decorations
None!
Lifetime Patrolling Results
Total Patrols 0 Total Stats Gained 0 Total Items Gained 0


Biography
Freezestar || Female || 12m || 1200+ stats || Blue poinsettia || Cloudy Eyes || Mottled Rosette Ferus ||

Freezepaw/Freezepool/Freezestar

Mentor: Finchfeather.
Apprentices: Ashcloud and Skypaw.
Mate: Queen Tigerstalk.

The Kingdom of Reeds and the surrounding regions have been struck by a long unusually harsh leaf-bare. The wind is howling and the snow is unending. The trees look like ominous shadows beyond the storm. A large dark shape approaches you with a soft glowing light under it. You are too exhausted from travelling to put up much of a fight, but luckily, a kind face comes into view. At first you thought it was just a standard male ferus, but the scent that comes off of this burly cat was female. The scruffy giant lady sets down her lantern, "Are you lost? You look a bit frozen, dear... Come with me, camp is not far away."





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