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Antheia

"Fuchsia | Gon | 1x Vit"

This lion is immortal! It will not age or get hungry.

Appearance		Markings
Base	Fuchsia (Coral Skin)	Slot 1: Ardor Feline Unders (71%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Feline 2 Onyx (87%) Tier 2 Slot 6: Quartz Inverted Zebra (100%) Tier 2 Slot 7: Vitiligo 2 (100%) Tier 2 Slot 8: White Mottled Fissures (91%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Feline 2 Ebony (100%) Tier 5
Genetics	Red Light Countershaded Special
Eyes	Dioptase
Mane Type	Normal
Mane Color	Celestial
Mutation	Tigon
Marking Slots	10

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Flowering Vines Above Creamy Graphium Butterfly Hildeberg Painted Lady Wild Centaury Angola White Lady Silvery Blue Butterflies Below Flowering Umzimbeet Powder-Puff Tree

Biography
Greek Goddess of flowers and flowery wreaths. Name means "blossoms" or "flowers" After instructing your lionesses to go out on a hunt, Antheia walked up to you and looked offended at your inability to hunt your own meal. You explained that the females of the pride are the ones who kill prey and provide for the pride. Antheia turns up her nose and struts away, muttering under her breath about "useless males" and "outdated societal norms". What? While all the other members of your pride seemed to avoid the river near your lands, Antheia enjoyed swimming playfully for hours each day, always returning with sopping wet fur. You had to admit, it was pretty impressive to watch her dive under the water, and you could always admire a nice pair of strong muscles at work. Antheia seemed down today. When you asked her what was wrong, she looked up at you with sadness in her eyes and asked why everyone treats her so differently. While you were trying to enjoy a nap, Antheia bounced around excitedly, asking you to take her on an adventure. You growled at her to let you sleep for a couple more hours, to which Antheia huffed and mumbled something about how lazy lions are. You would have batted at her, if you weren't so tired.

Biography

Greek Goddess of flowers and flowery wreaths. Name means "blossoms" or "flowers"

After instructing your lionesses to go out on a hunt, Antheia walked up to you and looked offended at your inability to hunt your own meal. You explained that the females of the pride are the ones who kill prey and provide for the pride. Antheia turns up her nose and struts away, muttering under her breath about "useless males" and "outdated societal norms". What?

While all the other members of your pride seemed to avoid the river near your lands, Antheia enjoyed swimming playfully for hours each day, always returning with sopping wet fur. You had to admit, it was pretty impressive to watch her dive under the water, and you could always admire a nice pair of strong muscles at work.

Antheia seemed down today. When you asked her what was wrong, she looked up at you with sadness in her eyes and asked why everyone treats her so differently.

While you were trying to enjoy a nap, Antheia bounced around excitedly, asking you to take her on an adventure. You growled at her to let you sleep for a couple more hours, to which Antheia huffed and mumbled something about how lazy lions are. You would have batted at her, if you weren't so tired.

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