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"Piebald (Subtle)"

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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 18 real life days.
Lion Stats
Experience
135140 / 44000 (100%)
Level 21
Strength 153 Speed 149
Stamina 141 Smarts 192
Agility 145 Skill 171
Total Stats: 951


Lion Currents
Age 14 years, 5 months old
Hunger
60%
Mood
61%
Sex Female
Pose Neutral
Personality
Friendly (Neutral)
Breeding Info
Father Prince Damien (Deceased) Mother Billie Jean πŸ’œ (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred 5 days ago Fertility Very Low (35%) View All Cubs Bred (1)
Appearance Markings
Base Dun (Gray Skin) Slot 1: Noctis Cheetah Royal (26%) Tier 3
Slot 4: Sunset Siamese (50%) Tier 3
Slot 5: Gregarious Reverse Vitiligo Mash (53%) Tier 3
Slot 6: White Underglaze (8%) Tier 1
Genetics Black Medium Countershaded Common
Eyes Yellow
Mane Type Scarce
Mane Color Ardor
Mutation Piebald (Subtle)
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Mud River

Above
Fluffy Snowball
Messy Mane 2
Scar: Hind Leg Left
Scar: Long Right Eye
Scar: Tail
Scar: White Eye Left
Big Cat Bodywear: Albino
Expression: Doubt [Onyx Eyelids]
Winter Achromia Cub
Scar: Anklebiter
Flesh of the Unworthy

Below
Dreamsicle Ball Python
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 631 Successful Hunts 631 Success Rate 100%


Nursing Cubs
This lioness is currently nursing the following cubs...
Cub
Biography
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Y/N was padding towards a shaded marshland. You were walking deeper into swamps. You were an adolescent, a young one at that. You turn and was winding around mangrove trees.

`` What are you doing here?``

You look around in confusion. `` Up here, Idiot.`` you look up at a mangrove tree and see a pretty lioness, young, staring down at you. She was lying on the branch like a leopard. Her right arm was hanging limply and her left arm was tucked beneath her. Y/N crouched in sudden fear. Both hind legs were also tucked beneath her, but her right one was partly off the branch. Her base color was a dun pelt, she also seemed to have vitiligo.

But she was stunning as a mutationed lion. She had PIEBALD. FREAKING PIEBALD.

`` Are you going to stare all day? Or come up here and have some fun?`` Y/N looked both ways and lunged up the trunk, digging you're claws into the rough bark. Skimming up the tree you slip, both front arms slipping away from the branch.
You feel a sudden pain, teeth digging into you're scruff, pulling you up onto the branch. ``





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