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Belongs to 🐻~Bjørn~🐻's Pride
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Death Savannah

This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 16 real life days.

Lion Stats
Experience	13876 / 18590 (74%)
Level	14
Strength	138	Speed	141
Stamina	132	Smarts	158
Agility	117	Skill	48
Total Stats:		734

Lion Currents
Age	12 years, 7 months old
Hunger	20%
Mood	95%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Timid (Snarky)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Tajura (Deceased)	Mother	Uberdark (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	7 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (22%)	View All Cubs Bred (2)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Dark Brown (Dark Brown Skin)	Slot 1: Onyx Domino (100%) Tier 3 Slot 2: White Cover (50%) Tier 0 Slot 3: White Frosting (70%) Tier 1 Slot 4: Feline 2 Onyx (55%) Tier 2 Slot 8: Feline 1 Onyx (42%) Tier 2 Slot 10: Feline 4 Onyx (66%) Tier 2
Genetics	Black Medium Solid Common
Eyes	Blue
Mane Type	Diabolic
Mane Color	Onyx
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Bloodbath Above Scar: Hind Leg Left Scar: Muzzle Scar: Neck Scar: Nose Scratch Scar: Short Left Eye Scar: Tail

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	195	Successful Hunts	195	Success Rate	100%

Nursing Cubs
This lioness is currently nursing the following cubs...
Cub Cub

Biography
Cub is trying to wake you up before dawn. No. You don't wanna. Ugh. Before dawn, they're your pride mates' cub. You ignore them as best you can. You playfully bat Death Savannah over in greeting as you approached, and Death Savannah squeals in glee. You keep tussling with your paws for a while. You sneak up on Death Savannah, purposefully badly. The little one finds your crappy stalking hilarious, and is giggling while trying to pretend you've got them! As you walk up to Death Savannah, she hunkers down a little, whispering back a greeting as she stares at you in awe. It's funny how long Death Savannah can remain amused by a stick. It's not even a proper toy! But there they are, dragging it around in circles. Wait...are they drawing something? You were napping, but some movement caught your attention. Death Savannah was coming towards you with a gerbil snack, but then she stopped. Walked away. Came back. Now she looks like she wanted to bolt. You closed your eyes and pretended to be asleep still, and she finally delivered her gift to you. Happy but intimidated by your attention, Death Savannah greets you shyly, then backs away to give you some space. You greet Death Savannah perhaps a bit too enthusiastically. She just squeaked and ran off. Oops.

Biography

Cub is trying to wake you up before dawn. No. You don't wanna. Ugh. Before dawn, they're your pride mates' cub. You ignore them as best you can.

You playfully bat Death Savannah over in greeting as you approached, and Death Savannah squeals in glee. You keep tussling with your paws for a while.

You sneak up on Death Savannah, purposefully badly. The little one finds your crappy stalking hilarious, and is giggling while trying to pretend you've got them!

As you walk up to Death Savannah, she hunkers down a little, whispering back a greeting as she stares at you in awe.
It's funny how long Death Savannah can remain amused by a stick. It's not even a proper toy! But there they are, dragging it around in circles. Wait...are they drawing something?

You were napping, but some movement caught your attention. Death Savannah was coming towards you with a gerbil snack, but then she stopped. Walked away. Came back. Now she looks like she wanted to bolt. You closed your eyes and pretended to be asleep still, and she finally delivered her gift to you.

Happy but intimidated by your attention, Death Savannah greets you shyly, then backs away to give you some space.

You greet Death Savannah perhaps a bit too enthusiastically. She just squeaked and ran off. Oops.

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