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The Magic 8

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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 8 real life days.
Lion Stats
Experience
1970 / 3960 (49%)
Level 7
Strength 23 Speed 22
Stamina 17 Smarts 23
Agility 17 Skill 13
Total Stats: 115


Lion Currents
Age 8 years, 11 months old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Messy (Neutral)
Breeding Info
Father poker (Deceased) Mother Partners In Crime (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred 15 days ago Fertility Average View All Cubs Bred (0)
Appearance Markings
Base Eggshell (Matte Skin) Slot 1: Cream Underbelly (41%) Tier 1
Slot 2: Fallow Shimmer (4%) Tier 0
Slot 3: Under White 8 (16%) Tier 0
Slot 5: Dark Brown Half (36%) Tier 0
Genetics Black Light Solid Common
Eyes White
Mane Type Katanga
Mane Color Obsidian
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations

Above
Scar: Face
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 26 Successful Hunts 26 Success Rate 100%


Biography
It seems she finally got a taste of fame
Caught a break, and critical acclaim
A glass of champagne, she started feeling safe
The black magic 8
No, it didn't feel the same

And tomorrow's now misunderstood
'Cause it's reading "outlook not so good"
If these signs would point to "yes"
She could maybe feel the same

So shake the magic 8 until it breaks
And close your eyes and take a leap of faith
Don't be afraid of going your own way
Shake the magic 8 until it breaks

So concentrate and ask again
Are we at the end?
We're starting to begin and mend
Oh, but then is happiness a trend?
A friend, they once said
There's beauty in the pain

And tomorrow's now misunderstood
'Cause it's reading "outlook not so good"
If these signs would point to "yes"
She could maybe feel the same

So shake the magic 8 until it breaks, breaks, breaks
And close your eyes and take a leap of faith, faith, faith
Don't be afraid of going your own way, way, way
Shake the magic 8 until it
It breaks, it breaks, it breaks
It breaks my heart every time
Losing our rhythm and losing our rhyme
Control your fate, fate, fate
And shake the magic 8 until it breaks

As she wipes her tears, she understands
That somethings are simply out of hand
So she bides her time and counts the sand
And leans into the pain

So shake the magic 8 until it breaks, breaks, breaks
And close your eyes and take a leap of faith, faith, faith
Don't be afraid of going your own way, way, way
Shake the magic 8 until it
It breaks, it breaks, it breaks
It breaks my heart every time
Losing our rhythm and losing our rhyme
Control your fate, fate, fate
And shake the magic 8 until it
It breaks, it breaks, the magic 8 until it breaks
(Heart, time, rhythm, rhyme)
Control your fate, fate, fate
And shake the magic 8 until it breaks
The Magic 8 - Set It Off

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The Magic 8 snuggles up to you with a loud purring noise as you near her, raking her body against yours. You are now covered in dirt.

You notice a fountain of dirt. Getting closer, you see The Magic 8 head first in a large dirt hole digging for bugs.





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