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Belongs to Dawn’s Valiant Myth 's Pride
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Tuva"

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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 6 real life days.

Lion Stats
Experience	48176 / 24750 (100%)
Level	16
Strength	103	Speed	95
Stamina	95	Smarts	74
Agility	96	Skill	81
Total Stats:		544

Lion Currents
Age	9 years, 9 months old
Hunger	40%
Mood	80%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Stingy (Evil)

Breeding Info
Father	𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓈𝑒	Mother	Cheetos	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	17 days ago	Fertility	Average	View All Cubs Bred (2)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Cremello (Apricot Skin)	Slot 6: Hibiscus Feralis (78%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Feline 9 Ginger (69%) Tier 2 Slot 10: Sunset Feralis (43%) Tier 3
Genetics	Red Light Solid Common
Eyes	Star Ruby
Mane Type	Scarce
Mane Color	Cream Darker
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Above Scar: Beaten Up Scar: Neck Scar: Shoulder Scar: Front Leg Left Scar: Front Leg Right Scar: Belly Scratch Scar: Tail Scar: Side Scar: Long Left Eye Scar: Anklebiter Scar: Face Scar: Cheek Scar: Muzzle Scar: Hind Leg Left Scar: Long Right Eye Scar: Nose Ridge Scar: Nose Scratch Scar: Short Left Eye Scar: Short Right Eye

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	302	Successful Hunts	302	Success Rate	100%

Biography
The only cub left after her brother and sister were abandoned. Mean to those of a lower rank and sassy to those of a higher one. Likes to fight. A lot. A terrible mother. Bought her off the TC when I was a newbie (along with her 2 siblings and TPF) Hunted her— started at roughly 100 stats Snapshots 1y 5mo “That’s it. I’m going hunting. Alone.” (Tuva runs off, as the other pride members watch. Brendan is out exploring, so he doesn’t see her.) (Hours later, Tuva is badly beaten up, by other lions and perhaps a Cape buffalo.) “I-I’m sorry…” (She lies down, gasping for breath. Hokoa walks over to her. Brendan, back from his trip, huffs in disappointment but plops down, sympathetic with her pain.) “It’s… fine. Just don’t do it again. You could’ve been killed.” Brendan (Suddenly, Izta runs over, incredibly concerned.) “WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!” Izta (Tuva’s eyes close, and she rests peacefully.) 1y 8mo (Tuva walks over to Bree, who is hanging out with Hokoa, and helps the two of them to pick flowers.) “Who are these for?” Tuva “Uhm… I don’t know, actually. One of the lionesses might be having cubs soon, so we’re making her a gift.” Bree “Cool.” Tuva 2y 11mo “I don’t even like you. You were an accident.” Tuva (Eto, her cub, is injured. His legs are banged up from a fight with his friends. Eto reassures his mother and tells her it’s nothing.) “And you think I’m going to believe you? Yeah, not a chance. Stay in the den until those legs are all better. Walk outside, and I’ll break your ribs.” Tuva (Eto is shaking, and crawls back to the den, teary-eyed.)

Biography

The only cub left after her brother and sister were abandoned. Mean to those of a lower rank and sassy to those of a higher one. Likes to fight. A lot. A terrible mother.

Bought her off the TC when I was a newbie (along with her 2 siblings and TPF)
Hunted her— started at roughly 100 stats

Snapshots

1y 5mo
“That’s it. I’m going hunting. Alone.”
(Tuva runs off, as the other pride members watch. Brendan is out exploring, so he doesn’t see her.)

(Hours later, Tuva is badly beaten up, by other lions and perhaps a Cape buffalo.)

“I-I’m sorry…”
(She lies down, gasping for breath. Hokoa walks over to her. Brendan, back from his trip, huffs in disappointment but plops down, sympathetic with her pain.)
“It’s… fine. Just don’t do it again. You could’ve been killed.” Brendan
(Suddenly, Izta runs over, incredibly concerned.)
“WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!” Izta
(Tuva’s eyes close, and she rests peacefully.)

1y 8mo
(Tuva walks over to Bree, who is hanging out with Hokoa, and helps the two of them to pick flowers.)
“Who are these for?” Tuva
“Uhm… I don’t know, actually. One of the lionesses might be having cubs soon, so we’re making her a gift.” Bree
“Cool.” Tuva

2y 11mo
“I don’t even like you. You were an accident.” Tuva
(Eto, her cub, is injured. His legs are banged up from a fight with his friends. Eto reassures his mother and tells her it’s nothing.)
“And you think I’m going to believe you? Yeah, not a chance. Stay in the den until those legs are all better. Walk outside, and I’ll break your ribs.” Tuva
(Eto is shaking, and crawls back to the den, teary-eyed.)

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