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Belongs to Alvin VI's Pride
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Hiekkamyrsky

Lion Stats
Cub Training	75%
Level	1
Strength	59	Speed	48
Stamina	49	Smarts	62
Agility	57	Skill	6
Total Stats:		281

Lion Currents
Age	1 year, 5 months old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Sassy (Snarky)

Breeding Info
Father	Komori (Deceased)	Mother	Hohto (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	Never	Fertility	Average	View All Cubs Bred (0)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Luteo (Coral Skin)	Slot 1: Steele Shroud (54%) Tier 0 Slot 2: Noctis Cheetah Royal (74%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Glacial Points (54%) Tier 3 Slot 6: Leonid Undershine (43%) Tier 3 Slot 7: Pulsar Mottled Vents (44%) Tier 5 Slot 8: Leonid Feline (50%) Tier 3 Slot 10: Noctis English Spots (42%) Tier 3 This lion has 1 marking hidden on the following slot: 12
Genetics	Golden Medium Solid Common
Eyes	Arid
Mane Type	Thick
Mane Color	Sundust
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

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Biography
Every time you get comfortable for a nap, Hiekkamyrsky keeps trying to eat your feet. Maybe you ought to swat the little bugger. Just a little. They'd get a kick out of it anyways… In trying to investigate that dark, shadowy area, Hiekkamyrsky accidentally ran into migrating buffalo! It was found by a lioness during a hunting run and brought back bruised, bloodied, but otherwise alive to your den. Hiekkamyrsky has decided that now is the perfect time to practice killing! Growling and nipping at you, the attack is fierce; so you roll onto your back, yowling, and feign your impending death.

Biography

Every time you get comfortable for a nap, Hiekkamyrsky keeps trying to eat your feet. Maybe you ought to swat the little bugger. Just a little. They'd get a kick out of it anyways…

In trying to investigate that dark, shadowy area, Hiekkamyrsky accidentally ran into migrating buffalo! It was found by a lioness during a hunting run and brought back bruised, bloodied, but otherwise alive to your den.

Hiekkamyrsky has decided that now is the perfect time to practice killing! Growling and nipping at you, the attack is fierce; so you roll onto your back, yowling, and feign your impending death.

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