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Belongs to Serin's Former Pride

Jasper

"G3"

Lion Stats
Experience	15251 / 18590 (82%)
Level	14
Strength	103	Speed	106
Stamina	102	Smarts	110
Agility	120	Skill	68
Total Stats:		609

Lion Currents
Age	16 years old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Joyful (Good)

Elder Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Jamanjo II (Deceased)	Mother	Queen Maseraki	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	More than 20 days ago	Fertility	Low	View All Cubs Bred (2)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Mauve (Red Skin)	Slot 1: Onyx Ridge (66%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Cherry Undershine (62%) Tier 3 Slot 5: Feline 5 Elysian (51%) Tier 5 Slot 9: Leg Banding Onyx (7%) Tier 1
Genetics	Red Medium Countershaded Common
Eyes	Green
Mane Type	Diabolic
Mane Color	Rhodonite
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Clean Lake

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	221	Successful Hunts	221	Success Rate	100%

Biography
"Ah, Serin, you make me so happy. You really think those things about me?" "Every word, My love. I couldn't lie to you." The pair lay, sprawled out in the grass by their favorite lake, in their own little world. Serin would stay here forever, if they could. --- Serin grooms her freshly after her first litter, doting nervously like any good king would. "You don't need to do so much. I'll be okay." She purrs, curled up around the cubs. "Don't worry." --- "The little princess is growing up fast." Serin cooes, watching Oak clamber over a rock, Ember and Rhue trying to coax her down. "She is, isn't she?" Jasper replies, somewhat distant. Serin notices, heart becoming heavy. She must still be upset over the loss of Oak's brother. "I'm sorry, my darling." They lick at Jasper's muzzle gently. "I'm sorry." --- When you approach Jasper sleeping on the ground, she slowly wakes up, turning on her back and wiggling around. She tries to touch your muzzle with her paws. --- Jasper thinks today is a GREAT day and snugs your neck for good luck.

Biography

"Ah, Serin, you make me so happy. You really think those things about me?"
"Every word, My love. I couldn't lie to you."
The pair lay, sprawled out in the grass by their favorite lake, in their own little world. Serin would stay here forever, if they could.
---
Serin grooms her freshly after her first litter, doting nervously like any good king would.
"You don't need to do so much. I'll be okay." She purrs, curled up around the cubs. "Don't worry."
---
"The little princess is growing up fast." Serin cooes, watching Oak clamber over a rock, Ember and Rhue trying to coax her down.
"She is, isn't she?" Jasper replies, somewhat distant. Serin notices, heart becoming heavy. She must still be upset over the loss of Oak's brother.
"I'm sorry, my darling." They lick at Jasper's muzzle gently. "I'm sorry."
---
When you approach Jasper sleeping on the ground, she slowly wakes up, turning on her back and wiggling around. She tries to touch your muzzle with her paws.
---
Jasper thinks today is a GREAT day and snugs your neck for good luck.

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