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Belongs to Pharaoh Ramose's Former Pride

.:To Hell And Back:.

" Former Queen "

Lion Stats
Experience
11514 / 21560 (53%)
Level 15
Strength 138 Speed 123
Stamina 138 Smarts 105
Agility 147 Skill 38
Total Stats: 689
Lion Currents
Age 14 years, 11 months old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Evasive (Neutral)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 99.358974358974%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Shinedown (Deceased) Mother ~πŸ‘‘~Steel the Bean (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred More than 20 days ago Fertility Very Low (16%) View All Cubs Bred (3)
Appearance Markings
Base Onyx (Black Skin) Slot 1: Leg Spotting Strong Onyx (76%) Tier 1
Slot 2: Brown Chest (25%) Tier 0
Slot 3: Red Points (44%) Tier 1
Slot 4: Onyx Lace (87%) Tier 3
Slot 5: Vitiligo 5 (53%) Tier 2
Slot 6: Cream Mist (23%) Tier 1
Slot 7: Onyx Vitiligo (75%) Tier 3
Slot 10: Red Low Flow (52%) Tier 1
Genetics Black Dark Solid Uncommon
Eyes Green
Mane Type Razor
Mane Color White
Mutation Dwarfism
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations

Above
Giant Stick Insect [1]
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 193 Successful Hunts 193 Success Rate 100%


Biography
Breedings:
Breeding 1:
Dwarfs: 0/3

Breeding 2:
Dwarfs: 0/2

Breeding 3:
Dwarfs: 1/2
(x)

Breeding 4:
Dwarfs: 1/1
(x)

Breeding 5:
Dwarfs: 1/3
(x)

Breeding 6:
Dwarfs: 1/3
(x)

β˜†.。.:*γƒ»Β°β˜†.。.:*γƒ»Β°β˜†.。.:*γƒ»Β°β˜†.。.:*γƒ»Β°β˜†

A short man from Texas
A man of the wild
Thrown into combat,
Where bodies lie piled
Hides his emotions,
His blood is running cold
Just like his victories,
His story unfolds

Bright, a white light,
If there'd be,
Any glory in war
Let it rest,
On men like him

Dead men will never come back

Crosses grow on Anzio
Where no soldier sleeps
And where hell is six feet deep
That death does wait
There's no debate
So charge and attack
Going to hell and back

A man of the 15th
A man of Can Do
Friends fall around him
And yet he came through
Let them fall face down
If they must die
Making it easier
To say goodbye

Bright, a white light,
If there'd be,
Any glory in war
Let it rest,
On men like him

Who went to hell and came back

Crosses grow on Anzio
Where no soldier sleeps
And where hell is six feet deep
That death does wait
There's no debate
So charge and attack
Going to hell and back

Oh gather 'round me
And listen while I speak
Of a war where hell is six feet deep
And all along the shore
Where cannons still roar
They're haunting my dreams
They're still there when I sleep

He saw crosses grow on Anzio
Where no soldier sleeps
And where hell is six feet deep
That death does wait
There's no debate
He charged and attack
He went to hell and back

β˜†.。.:*γƒ»Β°β˜†.。.:*γƒ»Β°β˜†.。.:*γƒ»Β°β˜†.。.:*γƒ»Β°β˜†

"You wonder where .:To Hell And Back:. found that really cool bug she is playing with. When you ask her, though, she just invites you to play. Alrighty then."
"As you two greet each other, .:To Hell And Back:. moves away when you get too close. You try to approach her again, and she begrudgingly accepts the friendly nuzzle you offer her. She looks a bit bothered about it, though."
/26.05.2017 /8.06.2017






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