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(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ Come and sit down, enjoy the magic ♥

Your lion shakes off the celestial dust. Looks great!
Uplifted splendor- traded this for a lion in the past
Your lion checks out its new look! Woo!
Sunset app- 3 apps for 4 gb
Your lion shakes off the celestial dust. Looks great!
Uplifted valiant- traded a lion for this app
Your lion sneezes! The new skin color is Lavender!
Lavender skin app- 550 sb
The only "nice" thing about them is how they look, really!
Snarky pose-750 sb
Marking opacity changer- 1 gb
Your lion roars fiercely, showing off their new look.
Firn app. 75 stb
Only partially frosbitten!
Frostbitten app. 75 stb
The icy cold is turning your skin dark...
Frosbitten base.- traded the festive gift
Only partially frosbitten!
Frostbitten app 75 stb
Final marking
Your lion shakes off the icing, brrr!
Aufeis marking 75 stb

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3 possible combos if they have a requirement please note that you’re achieving this goal

Snowflake = Albino x Arctic/Aufeis/Frostbitten/Glacial/Ice
Can only be bred during Wet Season

Orchid x Arctic/Aufeis/Frostbitten/Glacial/Hoarfrost/Ice/Snowflake= Rime
Can only be bred during Wet Season during the day

Hoarfrost= Interstellar xArctic/Aufeis/Frostbitten/Glacial/Ice/Snowflake
Can only be bred during Wet Season at Night Time.

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Barbary x Hellraiser or Sideburn x Hellraiser for possible Royal mane

This mane shape is required to be bred with Diabolic or Incubus for the Mane Succubus adult mutation. (taken from the wiki)

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She is a huntress to work on her stats, she started off at 64 stats at age 5 years 2 months we got stats up to 70.

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Saasha the Frost, knows her home is filled with many mythical properties. The soil her paws walk on heal them if they happen to get thorn in them or cut them on the rocks somehow. She knows the waterhole will heal any animal that is sick and make them healthy again. Not any lion is welcome onto these lands but any other animal is. Saasha the Frost knows her duty is take care of the animals that come to Mawu for protection. As Saasha patrolled the borders of Mawu's sacred lands, a sense of unease settled within her. The air seemed charged with tension, and she couldn't shake the feeling that danger lurked just beyond the horizon. The recent arrival of a pride of rogue lions had stirred up trouble in the neighboring territories, and Saasha knew it was only a matter of time before they attempted to encroach upon Mawu's domain. The lionesses felt obligated to protect their kingdom at all costs, regardless of what that cost would be. As the tension continued to build within Saasha, she knew that she needed to prepare her pride for the impending threat. She called upon her fellow lionesses, with a mighty roar they all could hear Saasha the Frost. They all gathered at the heart of Mawu's lands. They assembled in a clearing surrounded by ancient trees, their branches stretching towards the sky like reaching arms. Saasha stood before her sisters, her icy blue eyes filled with determination. "My sisters," she began, her voice resonating with authority, "we are the protectors of this land, chosen by Mawu herself. We must be prepared to defend our home and those who seek refuge within it." Her words stirred a deep sense of loyalty within the lionesses. They stood tall, their muscles tensed, ready to spring into action at Saasha's command. The air was thick with anticipation, each lioness aware of the danger that awaited them.

"We must strengthen our borders," Saasha continued, her voice steady and resolute. "We shall mark our territory with our scent, ensuring that any rogue lion who dares to approach will know that this land belongs to Mawu and her chosen protectors." With a nod of agreement, the lionesses fanned out across the borders of Mawu's lands, their powerful bodies brushing against the trees, marking the boundaries with their scent. It was a ritual that had been passed down through generations, a sacred act that solidified their claim to the land. As they worked, Saasha's mind raced, considering the best course of action to defend against the rogue lions. She knew that a direct confrontation would be dangerous, as their numbers were still unknown. Instead, she decided to use their knowledge of the land to their advantage.

Saasha called upon a few trusted lionesses to join her in a reconnaissance mission. Together, they would scout the surrounding areas, gathering information about the rogue pride's movements and any weaknesses they might exploit. Under the cover of the moonlight, Saasha and her chosen companions slipped silently through the forest, their golden coats blending seamlessly with the shadows. Their senses were heightened, every rustle of leaves and distant roar analyzed with precision. Days turned into nights as they tirelessly explored, their bodies growing weary but their determination unyielding. And then, on the sixth night, they stumbled upon a clearing where the rogue pride had made their temporary den.

Saasha crouched low, her eyes narrowing as she observed the enemy pride. Their leader, a massive black-maned lion, stood at the center, his gaze filled with arrogance. Saasha's heart pounded in her chest as she studied their numbers. They were larger than she had anticipated, a formidable force to reckon with.But Saasha would not be deterred. She knew that the safety of Mawu's lands and its inhabitants depended on her strategy. With her mind racing, she whispered a plan to her companions, their eyes gleaming with determination. As they returned to their pride, Saasha called upon King Kimba. She shared the information they had gathered, outlining the risks and the potential rewards of their proposed plan. King Kimba listened intently, his amber eyes filled with trust and admiration for his fierce lioness.

After a moment of silence, King Kimba nodded. "Saasha the Frost, you have proven time and time again that you are a worthy protector of Mawu's lands," he said, his voice resonating with authority. "I trust your judgment, and I know that together, we will defend our home." With the king's blessing, Saasha rallied her lionesses, sharing the plan that would hopefully lead to victory. They would use their knowledge of the land to set traps, luring the rogue pride into a carefully orchestrated ambush. It would be a battle that would test their strength, their courage, and their unwavering loyalty to Mawu. With the king alongside them for this battle.

As the sun began to set, casting a golden hue across the savannah, the lionesses prepared for the inevitable clash. They sharpened their claws on the rough bark of trees, their roars echoing through the stillness of the night. The tension in the air was palpable, each lioness aware of the risks they were about to face. But they stood united, bound by a shared purpose and an unbreakable bond. They were the protectors of Mawu's lands, and they would defend it with every fiber of their being, regardless of what that cost would be. King Kimba comes and sits next to Saasha the Frost, his warm fur sending chills up her spine. In his wise, star ruby eyes there burns a burning determination to win the day. King Kimba will fight to the death to keep Mawu safe from the rogues. That is all anyone can do, he tells her. He places a gentle paw atop her paw as she nods. As the sun began to set, casting a golden hue across the savannah, the lionesses of Mawu's pride prepared for the inevitable clash. The air was charged with anticipation, and the rhythmic sound of their claws sharpening on the rough bark of trees filled the stillness of the night. Their roars reverberated through the vast expanse, echoing their determination to protect their home.

Saasha the Frost stood tall, her icy blue eyes focused and unwavering. She could feel the weight of responsibility resting upon her broad shoulders, the fate of Mawu's lands and its inhabitants hanging in the balance. The tension in the air was palpable, each lioness acutely aware of the risks they were about to face. But they stood united, bound by a shared purpose and an unbreakable bond forged through loyalty and love. In the midst of the bustling preparations, King Kimba emerged from the shadows, his regal presence commanding respect. As he approached Saasha the Frost, the lioness felt a shiver run down her spine, her heart quickening at the sight of him. His warm fur radiated a comforting heat, a stark contrast to the icy determination in his star ruby eyes. There was a burning fire within him, a fierce determination to win the day and protect their lands from the rogue intruders.

King Kimba sat down next to Saasha, their bodies close but their minds focused on the battle ahead. His deep voice, filled with a mixture of strength and tenderness, broke the silence. "Saasha the Frost, my fierce lioness, we stand together in this fight," he said, his words carrying a resolute conviction. "I will fight to the death to keep Mawu safe from the rogues. That is all anyone can do."

As King Kimba placed a gentle paw atop Saasha's, a surge of warmth enveloped her. It was a physical connection, a tangible reminder of the bond they shared. She looked into his wise, amber eyes, seeing the reflection of her own determination mirrored back at her. In that moment, Saasha knew that they were not alone in this battle. She was not just fighting for Mawu's lands, but for their love and the future they hoped to build together. The weight of the responsibility felt heavy, but she knew that she was not alone. In the presence of her king, her pride members, Saasha the Frost found the strength to face whatever challenges lay ahead. The lionesses of Mawu's pride Moonseeker's let out one final roar, a collective declaration of their unwavering loyalty. The battle was about to begin, and they would face it head-on, with every fiber of their being. Together, they would defend their home, their king, and their goddess, Mawu. And with King Kimba by their side, they knew that victory was within reach.

The lionesses of Mawu's pride surged forward, their muscles rippling with power and determination. The ground trembled beneath their mighty paws as they charged towards lands and into the rogue pride, their eyes fixed on the black-maned lion who dared to threaten their home. Sitting perfectly outside the cave, Saasha the Frost led the charge, her eyes burning with a fierce determination. Adrenaline coursing through her veins as she unleashed a thunderous roar, signaling the beginning of the battle. The clash of fangs and claws filled the air, the sound of fury and defiance echoing across the plains. King Kimba fought at Saasha's side, his majestic presence commanding respect and striking fear into the hearts of their enemies. His mane flowed like a fiery crown, his red fur shimmering in the fading light of the setting sun. With every swipe of his powerful paw, he demonstrated his strength and unwavering loyalty to his pride.

The battle was intense, the air thick with the scent of sweat and blood. The lionesses of Mawu's pride fought with a precision born of years of training and unity, their movements fluid and synchronized. They used their knowledge of the land to their advantage, weaving through the tall grass and utilizing the terrain to confound their enemies. Saasha danced through the chaos, her lithe body twisting and turning with grace and agility. She struck with precision, her razor-sharp claws slicing through the enemy's defenses. Her icy breath froze the ground beneath her enemies' feet, causing them to stumble and falter. She was a force to be reckoned with, her determination unwavering as she fought to protect her pride and her king.

As the battle raged on, King Kimba's voice rose above the chaos, rallying his lionesses with words of encouragement and strength. His regal presence inspired them, igniting a fire within their hearts that burned brighter than ever before. They fought with renewed fervor, their roars filling the night sky as they pressed forward, pushing the rogue pride back, one paw at a time. But the enemy was relentless, their numbers seemingly endless. Saasha could feel exhaustion creeping into her muscles, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She locked eyes with King Kimba, seeing the weariness mirrored in his amber gaze. Yet, there was no trace of doubt or surrender in his eyes. They both knew what was at stake, and they would not back down.

With a roar that echoed across the plains, King Kimba unleashed his full power, his mighty roar shaking the very foundations of the earth. A wave of energy surged through the battlefield, knocking their enemies off balance. Seizing the opportunity, Saasha rallied her lionesses, their coordinated attacks overwhelming the rogue pride. They fought with a renewed vigor, their roars of victory drowning out the cries of their defeated foes. In the end, the rogue pride retreated, their once-arrogant leader now reduced to a mere shadow of his former self. As silence settled over the battlefield, broken only by the heavy breaths of the victorious lionesses, Saasha and King Kimba stood side by side, their bodies battered and bloodied, but their spirits unbroken.

They had defended Mawu's lands, their pride, and their love. They had emerged victorious, proving once again that their bond was unbreakable. With heads held high and hearts filled with pride, Saasha and King Kimba surveyed the battlefield, their gazes filled with determination and hope for the future. The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the savannah. The lionesses of Mawu's pride, now battle-weary but triumphant, gathered around their king and queen. They stood united, the embodiment of strength, loyalty, and love. As the night sky filled with a canopy of stars, a gentle breeze carried with it the whispers of victory. The lands of Mawu were safe once more, and the lionesses knew that they had paved the way for a future filled with peace and prosperity.

Together, they would continue to protect Mawu's lands, serving their king and goddess with unwavering dedication. And as they basked in the glow of their hard-fought victory, Saasha the Frost and King Kimba found solace in each other's embrace, knowing that no matter what challenges lay ahead, their love for Mawu would always be their greatest source of strength..

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The following month passed without incident and with little fanfare. Mawu's borders were kept clear of rogue warriors, and the citizens of Mawu remained blissfully unaware of the looming threat to their security. After several months, the rogue invaders had been vanquished and their camp destroyed. All signs pointed to an inevitable conclusion: their war was finally finished. The peaceful days and nights returned to the land, bringing a sense of tranquility as a balm to the wounds left behind by the vicious invasion.Mawu celebrated feasting and celebrations, celebrating their triumph over the fearsome intruders. Pleased with her guardians always keeping balance in life.

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