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Philotera-sankh

"Queen (Sister)"

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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 1 real life day.
Lion Stats
Experience
32335 / 53240 (60%)
Level 23
Strength 390 Speed 387
Stamina 404 Smarts 393
Agility 337 Skill 138
Total Stats: 2049
Lion Currents
Age 9 years old
Hunger
20%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Jolly
Personality
Nurturing (Good)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 53.846153846154%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Asterus (Deceased) Mother Dwarfy View Full Heritage
Last Bred 22 days ago Fertility Very Low (46%) View All Cubs Bred (2)
Appearance Markings
Base Supernal (Dark Brown Skin) Slot 1: Noctis Scraped Grunge (100%) Tier 3
Slot 2: Red Panther (90%) Tier 2
Slot 4: Feline 9 Onyx (62%) Tier 2
Slot 5: Dim Red (39%) Tier 2
Slot 6: Lilac Freckles 3 (66%) Tier 2
Slot 7: Fiery Squabble (100%) Tier 3
Slot 8: Mocha Back Hair (51%) Tier 0
Slot 10: Red Dorsal Line (91%) Tier 2
Slot 11: Onyx Cheetah Soft (46%) Tier 1
Slot 12: Noctis Cheetah Royal (100%) Tier 3
Genetics Cream Dark Countershaded Special
Eyes Crepuscular
Mane Type Sideward
Mane Color Styx
Mutation None
Marking Slots
12
Equipped Decorations
Cave Den

Above
Darwin's Bark Spider
Scar: Beaten Up
Human Remains
Dried Bones

Below
Kopje [Backdrop]
Hanging Human Skeleton
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 591 Successful Hunts 549 Success Rate 92%


Biography

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◈ Lore ◈

As you begin to advance through the Devastator's lands, you encounter a spotted lioness lazing around the entrance. Her den is adorned with an impressive array of bones, with a matching crown resting upon her head. Even as you approach, she doesn't seem troubled by your presence. When her stare falls on you, however, you find yourself frozen in place. Not by fear, or any unseen force... but by the sudden, violent allure that's coursing through your body.

"Oh, don't fret. I was foretold of your arrival. Be at peace." She yawns, sounding bored out of her skull. Fortunately, she has dozens of others to spare. Her well-manicured paw rests along the mummified head of an elephant. Whether it's her poise, her grace, or her delicious scent; something about this lioness has enraptured every fiber of your being. It's incredible, it's terrifying, and never before have you felt such a stark loss of self-control.

"Pay your tithe, and be on your way, unless..." Slowly, a wide smirk creeps across her features, and eyes dart over your powerful form. A low purr resonates within her chest as she playfully rolls onto her back, all without breaking her gaze; the same one that beckons you closer. "You've come all this way to offer yourself to me, instead."






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