#794112519037
Belongs to Epitome's Pride
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Wendy the Wanderer

"Roaming Cub"

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This lioness will come into heat in 1 day.
Lion Stats
Experience
0 / 100 (0%)
Level 1
Strength 87 Speed 64
Stamina 53 Smarts 56
Agility 57 Skill 1
Total Stats: 318


Lion Currents
Age 8 years, 4 months old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Graceful (Good)
Breeding Info
Father Mysso (Deceased) Mother Wenet (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred Never Fertility Very Low View All Cubs Bred (0)
Appearance Markings
Base Mahogany (Coral Skin) Slot 1: Coral Underfelt (48%) Tier 2
Slot 2: Onyx Flow (86%) Tier 1
Slot 4: Cream Blaze (66%) Tier 0
Slot 5: Onyx Carving (100%) Tier 1
Slot 9: Under White 4 (86%) Tier 0
Slot 10: Onyx Patch (73%) Tier 3
Genetics Red Medium Solid Common
Eyes Green
Mane Type Crested
Mane Color Onyx
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations

Above
Mane Braids [Brown]
Striped Bush Squirrel Decor
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 0 Successful Hunts 0 Success Rate 0%


Biography
Uh-oh, looks like this little mahogany beauty wandered a little too far from her den Vampire Ketsuki (#19097), and now she's off to roam the world! If ever you feel the urge to chase, she'd really appreciate it if you could just return her home instead, or to 'The Roaming Lions' thread

Former Prides
Vampire Ketsuki (#19097)
Hylocereus (#57173)

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Wendy was a small and very lost cub when she managed to wander into the territory of the Caldera pride. It was remarkable how a cub of only a few months ever made it so far in the first place - but luck was clearly on her side, as she managed to miss the reign of a tyrant who would have killed her by scant months. She was found by a huntress and raised alongside her own children when it became clear she didn't quite know how to get back out of the caldera and home again.

The little wanderer grew like a weed within her adoptive family, changing from a scraggly little thing to a lithe and beautiful young lioness. She was a beloved member of the pride for over a year, and was expected to one day become a skilled huntress. But even though she loved her adopted family in return, there was no fighting the wanderlust in her heart. As she grew older and surer of herself, its call changed from a pitiful whine to an all consuming howl; and eventually, she could deny her spirit no longer. She knew that it was time for her to chase the horizon once more.

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Interactions
You were listening to your pride mate's hunting plans when Wendy the Wandered flopped on your face. Ah, great, cub butt everywhere. So much cub butt.

With a graceful lope, Wendy the Wanderer passes you as you inspect the pride. Her rhythmic pawsteps adding to her feline gracility.





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