Tina

" Nurser "

Lion Stats
Experience
6680 / 35640 (18%)
Level 19
Strength 10 Speed 90
Stamina 95 Smarts 110
Agility 87 Skill 13
Total Stats: 405


Lion Currents
Age 15 years, 1 month old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Cuddly (Good)
Breeding Info
Father Kalaraja⚜️ (Deceased) Mother Deviree View Full Heritage
Last Bred More than 20 days ago Fertility Very Low (3%) View All Cubs Bred (3)
Appearance Markings
Base Liver (Black Skin) Slot 2: Brown Mask (30%) Tier 0
Slot 3: Mocha Paws (43%) Tier 0
Slot 4: Royal Paws (49%) Tier 1
Slot 5: Brown Back Hair (25%) Tier 0
Slot 7: Mocha Back Hair (45%) Tier 0
Slot 8: White Freckles 1 (46%) Tier 3
Slot 10: White Roan (26%) Tier 1


This lion has 1 marking hidden on the following slot:
11
Genetics Black Medium Solid Common
Eyes Blue
Mane Type Blade
Mane Color Dove Gray
Mutation Clawless
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
None!
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 0 Successful Hunts 0 Success Rate 0%


Biography
Name: Tina
Pronouns: She/her
Rank: Nurser
Sexuality: Pansexual



Hi! Hello! What's your name, stranger?




Tina was born without claws. In the beginning, it was upsetting for Deviree, her mother, as she hoped her cubs would be able to hunt like her. She thought it would've been a way to bond with Tina once she was born, but her lack if claws made that dream impossible. Still, it wasn't like her mother didn't love the clawless lioness. Her childhood wasn't exactly the best, but then again, whose was? She found a good friend and solace in Kyria, the other clawless lioness in the pride who trained her to be a Nurser.

Tina is incredibly sociable. She loves meeting new lions, making friends, and gossiping with her fellow pridemates. Some say she is a bit too forward and too much of a loudmouth, but it seems to be working out for her and she is oblivious to the many things being said about her. Perhaps that's for the best. She is a very good cuddler though.


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Tina gets a liiiiittle too close to your muzzle for comfort, so you give a warning snarl and she scurries away, no doubt to annoy another pride member.

Upon seeing you, Tina mreows loudly and furiously rubs her head against your chin.

Tina is telling you about a weird dream they had last night. Apparently you battled a walking feathered lizard thing, and then a flying metal thing shot light at you, and then dead, decaying hyenas chased you, and then you were talking to ghosts...are they sure that wasn't a nightmare?





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