ȶաɨֆȶɛɖ ֆɨֆȶɛʀ

G3 Mane Succubus, Clean Lineage, born from Leopon 1st Gen
Breed to Albino for Snowflake in Wet Season
x Orchid for Rime in Wet Season at Day
x Interstellar for Hroarfrost in Wet Season at Night
x Divine or Ebony for Elysian

Ice base - 30 GB
Divine Mane - 2 GB
Marking Opacity Changers - 8 GB
Angelic Blessing - 15 GB
Bought for 2 GMO Cows - 100 GB
x1 Cloudburst Stains - 4 GB

BUYING MARKINGS SOON
Needs: Cloudburst Mist (10), Arctic Feline Unders (11), Ice Cover (7), Arctic Carving (5)

ȶաɨֆȶɛɖ ֆɨֆȶɛʀ ᏖᏇᎥᏕᏖᏋᎴ ᏕᎥᏕᏖᏋᏒ Tɯιʂƚҽԃ Sιʂƚҽɾ ՇฬเรՇє๔ รเรՇєг tຟiŞtē໓ ŞiŞtēr ɬῳıʂɬɛɖ ʂıʂɬɛཞ


Soft, almost wheezing breaths always announce her arrival before her appearance. Gathered in the den of the Dragon's Hoard, where the mighty king Andrei, the 'Warrior of Light', keeps his 'rare' and 'special' lionesses, Twisted Sister was often the one who lingered in the corners, staring silently oft into space and keeping away from the others. Her gaze hidden beneath the skull mask - or was it a mask? Was it perhaps her true face, that twisted bit of bone and protruding teeth layered over her lower jaw? - made it hard to tell where she looked; but one could certainly feel her gaze upon them if she graced them with it, boring into their skin and into their very soul beneath.

She breathed fire and death, leaving a scorchingly freezing trail behind herself where she walked. One wouldn't believe such things, but with the proof of lions from the stars coming to live amongst them, their very own king included, how hard was it to believe a lioness of the fires and flames?

Many of the other females gave Twisted Sister a wide berth, sparing wary, frightened glances her way before quickly returning to their business in fear of attracting her attention. They whisper and gossip behind her back to one another, ears pinned back, wondering just what their King was thinking of allowing her there.

To herself she keeps, silently staring offward. Often she is left alone, with the occasional greeting of their king; but one will always find her there at the front when the pride faces any danger, death and flames falling from her lips, fire crawling along the grass beneath her. Rumors spread of the burning witch in Andrei's ranks, and those who run into her ire never breathe again.

ȶաɨֆȶɛɖ ֆɨֆȶɛʀ ᏖᏇᎥᏕᏖᏋᎴ ᏕᎥᏕᏖᏋᏒ Tɯιʂƚҽԃ Sιʂƚҽɾ ՇฬเรՇє๔ รเรՇєг tຟiŞtē໓ ŞiŞtēr ɬῳıʂɬɛɖ ʂıʂɬɛཞ


NEXT HEATS:
2 years, 3 months old - 1 GMO Cow, 1 Buffalo Scrot, Bred to G2 Ebony King for Elysian Chance :: 3 Cubs - 1 EXTRA LIMBS!!, 1 Bobbed Tail, 1 Folded Ears

3 years, 10 months old - 1 GMO Cow, bred to Orchid King for Rime chance :: 2 cubs, Both Failures
5 years, 6 months old
7 years, 2 months old
8 years, 10 months old
10 years, 6 months
12 years, 2 months old
13 years, 11 months old