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Belongs to 𝙰𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚗's Former Pride

The Moss [2bo SB]

"G1 Murk 3m 2bo Norm VLF"

Lion Stats
Experience	2166 / 5390 (40%)
Level	8
Strength	29	Speed	19
Stamina	46	Smarts	34
Agility	39	Skill	29
Total Stats:		196

Lion Currents
Age	15 years old
Hunger	0%
Mood	100%
Sex	Female
Pose	Kind
Personality	Snarky (Snarky)

Elder Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Unknown	Mother	Unknown	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	More than 20 days ago	Fertility	Very Low (15%)	View All Cubs Bred (2)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Murk (Red Skin)	Slot 1: Swarm Upendezi (100%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Pistachio Frosty Roan (100%) Tier 3 Slot 10: Murk Feline (100%) Tier 3
Genetics	Black Medium Countershaded Special
Eyes	Glaze
Mane Type	Normal
Mane Color	Green
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
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Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	36	Successful Hunts	36	Success Rate	100%

Biography
You head north deeper into the swamps, the acrid musk of stagnant plant debris rotting and culminating in the deep dark clinging to the back of your throat; just like the algae and duckweed to your legs. The only thing pushing you to go on was the scent of her. Who she is you do not know, and why she'd even consider a place such as this even remotely pleasant was absolutely beyond you. You wonder how much longer it will take. Traversing the waters and sinking mud was proving a difficult task and with the overwhelming humid odors you couldn't gauge how far away she is. You begin to wonder if this lioness in heat was worth pursuing. Then, as if summoned by your thoughts, she was there in a shallow pool. But you quickly realize as to how and why a lioness would call such a vile place her-.. IT'S home....

Biography

You head north deeper into the swamps, the acrid musk of stagnant plant debris rotting and culminating in the deep dark clinging to the back of your throat; just like the algae and duckweed to your legs.

The only thing pushing you to go on was the scent of her.

Who she is you do not know, and why she'd even consider a place such as this even remotely pleasant was absolutely beyond you.

You wonder how much longer it will take. Traversing the waters and sinking mud was proving a difficult task and with the overwhelming humid odors you couldn't gauge how far away she is. You begin to wonder if this lioness in heat was worth pursuing.

Then, as if summoned by your thoughts, she was there in a shallow pool.

But you quickly realize as to how and why a lioness would call such a vile place her-.. IT'S home....

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