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Belongs to Vhagar's Pride
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Dawn

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	72	Speed	65
Stamina	56	Smarts	61
Agility	71	Skill	15
Total Stats:		340

Lion Currents
Age	3 years, 9 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Male
Personality	Unscrupulous (Evil)

Breeding Info
Father	Kaizer (Deceased)	Mother	Pink's Pearl	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	N/A	Fertility	N/A	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Dusty (White Skin)	Slot 1: Arctic Rogue (98%) Tier 3 Slot 2: Feline 1 Maroon (71%) Tier 5 Slot 5: Arctic Carving (46%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Fuchsia Feline (83%) Tier 3
Genetics	Black Light Countershaded Common
Eyes	Blue
Mane Type	Thick
Mane Color	Fuchsia
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Tefnut's Memory Above Sign of shamanCustom Decor Flirting Lioness [Black] Fancy Guinea Pig [American Shorthair] Isis Wings [Top] Sitting Ring-Tailed Lemur Guernsey Lily [1] Below Isis Wings [Bottom]

Lifetime Patrolling Results
Total Patrols	0	Total Stats Gained	0	Total Items Gained	0

Biography
Dawn gets a liiiiittle too close to your muzzle for comfort, so you give a warning snarl and he scurries away, no doubt to annoy another pride member. You notice Dawn focused on a small, still moving bird under his paw. He keeps pulling away feather by feather. You stop in your tracks, deciding to not bother him right now. Poor old Grandpaw Keshra was resting away from the cubs for a reason today, but that didn't stop Dawn from bounding over and bumping their Grandpaw's chin with the top of their head in adoration before scarpering off. Grandpaw Keshra stares after them as they scamper away, but whatever he wanted to say isn't spoken. Your paws get weak as you approach Dawn to say hi. He perks up, ready to repeat your last marathon of dozen spars in a row. Uhhhhhhh.

Biography

Dawn gets a liiiiittle too close to your muzzle for comfort, so you give a warning snarl and he scurries away, no doubt to annoy another pride member.

You notice Dawn focused on a small, still moving bird under his paw. He keeps pulling away feather by feather. You stop in your tracks, deciding to not bother him right now.

Poor old Grandpaw Keshra was resting away from the cubs for a reason today, but that didn't stop Dawn from bounding over and bumping their Grandpaw's chin with the top of their head in adoration before scarpering off. Grandpaw Keshra stares after them as they scamper away, but whatever he wanted to say isn't spoken.

Your paws get weak as you approach Dawn to say hi. He perks up, ready to repeat your last marathon of dozen spars in a row. Uhhhhhhh.

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