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Eira

" Winter Princess"

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This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 2 real life days.
Lion Stats
Experience
11965 / 24750 (48%)
Level 16
Strength 114 Speed 61
Stamina 72 Smarts 45
Agility 73 Skill 6
Total Stats: 371


Lion Currents
Age 14 years, 1 month old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Secretive (Evil)
Breeding Info
Father ☁Duncan MacLoud☁ (Deceased) Mother Biert View Full Heritage
Last Bred 21 days ago Fertility Very Low (11%) View All Cubs Bred (5)
Appearance Markings
Base Isabel (Blue Skin) Slot 4: White Inverted Brindle (97%) Tier 3
Slot 6: White Wavelet (59%) Tier 1
Slot 7: Arctic Feline Unders (60%) Tier 3
Slot 8: Celestial Speckles (1%) Tier 3
Slot 9: Arctic Smoke (100%) Tier 3
Slot 11: Hyena Stripes Heavy White (47%) Tier 3
Genetics Black Light Solid Common
Eyes Blue
Mane Type Savage
Mane Color Arctic
Mutation None
Marking Slots
11
Equipped Decorations

Above
Ankh Necklace
War Paint: Red Bone
Shamanic Tarot: Empress Bodywear
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 10 Successful Hunts 10 Success Rate 100%


Biography
Eira: Welsh name derived from the word eira, meaning "snow."

Finished training on 28/05/2018 and entered the Royal Overlook

Origin:
Eira was found wandering by a scouting party at a young age. Immediately, they lunged for her and pulled her to the ground. Much to her surprise, instead of immediately killing her, they picked her up by the scruff of her neck. She struggled, but had been weakened by the long travel and lack of food. They easily dragged her back to the pride's main camp despite her constant struggling. She felt many sets of eyes watching her as she was dragged through the soggy dirt, through centre of the camp. Mud and clay streaked her pelt. She was unceremoniously dumped onto the damp, muddy soil; she scrambled to her feet as the sinister, scarred lioness who had been carrying her called out.

"KING! QUEEN!" she yelled up the waterfall, not flinching in the slightest from the crashing water streaking her face. A lion and a lioness dragged themselves away from the group of lions grooming them, and quickly made their way down the cliff side with smooth, agile leaps.

"What is it, Anastasia?" the intimidating Queen spat curtly.

"We found this scrappy young thing padding around our border." the scarred, striped lioness replied, equally as curtly. "What would the Glorious Tyrants like to do with it?" As she said this, Queen Borealis raked her vision over the skinny, yet defiant adolescent. A small, intrigued grin began to form on her face.

"Speak, child." She spat, the sinister grin creeping across her face. "What is your name?"

"I ain't got one, whats it to you?" the adolescent growled, keeping her body still and rigid despite the shivers threatening to break out across her. "And I ain't no kid, either!"

Borealis's eyes lit up, the ominous grin threatening to split her whole face in half. "Well, my sweet, you are Eira. You, if you pass our trials, will train under my wing."

"And if I don't pass them?"

"You die."

Eira, repeating her new name in her head, grinned. "You're on."

Life in Cascade Pride:
Borealis and Silenus were massively impressed by Eira's ease to adapt to the turbulent floodplains, despite her desert origins. They personally trained her, making her a Princess. She now resides in the Royal Overlook.


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Looking for a while, you find Eira sitting between large rocks, away from the rest of the pride. She greets you warmly, though.





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