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Belongs to Nefertum's Pride
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Dancing

This lioness is in heat and will be for 0 more days.

Lion Stats
Experience	13201 / 5390 (100%)
Level	8
Strength	135	Speed	128
Stamina	135	Smarts	133
Agility	151	Skill	21
Total Stats:		703

Lion Currents
Age	8 years old
Hunger	20%
Mood	75%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Modest (Neutral)

Breeding Info
Father	For The Dancing and Dreaming (Deceased)	Mother	Сехмет	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	More than 20 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (16%)	View All Cubs Bred (3)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Noctis (Black Skin)	Slot 2: Noctis Siamese (60%) Tier 3 Slot 3: Mahogany Points (52%) Tier 1 Slot 4: Kimanjano Mottled Vents (66%) Tier 3 Slot 8: Clay Panther (18%) Tier 2 Slot 9: Frostbitten Inverted Quagga (57%) Tier 3 Slot 10: Feline 7 Ebony (77%) Tier 5
Genetics	Black Dark Solid Rare
Eyes	Mist
Mane Type	Normal
Mane Color	Guardian
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

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Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	54	Successful Hunts	52	Success Rate	96%

Biography
—I'll swim and sail on savage seas With never a fear of drowning And gladly ride the waves of life If you would marry me.— Dancing darts around the den, laughing and giggling before Grandpaw Tamas sticks a foot out and trips them up. Dancing falls on their face and begins to sniffle, unable to hold back the waterworks as Grandpaw Tamas calls them weak and pathetic. You were cheerfully asking Dancing about her day, but she seemed to get an itch. She excuses herself to groom the itch away in private You greet Dancing eagerly, and she nuzzles you demurely in return. She doesn't want to take away from your valuable time, but you assure her that her feelings are important too! You were cheerfully asking Dancing about her day, but she seemed to get an itch. She excuses herself to groom the itch away in private. When you approach her, Dancing greets you and sniffs your muzzle.

Biography

—I'll swim and sail on savage seas
With never a fear of drowning
And gladly ride the waves of life
If you would marry me.—

Dancing darts around the den, laughing and giggling before Grandpaw Tamas sticks a foot out and trips them up. Dancing falls on their face and begins to sniffle, unable to hold back the waterworks as Grandpaw Tamas calls them weak and pathetic.

You were cheerfully asking Dancing about her day, but she seemed to get an itch. She excuses herself to groom the itch away in private

You greet Dancing eagerly, and she nuzzles you demurely in return. She doesn't want to take away from your valuable time, but you assure her that her feelings are important too!

You were cheerfully asking Dancing about her day, but she seemed to get an itch. She excuses herself to groom the itch away in private.

When you approach her, Dancing greets you and sniffs your muzzle.

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