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Si The Ghost Herd in the Sky

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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 9 real life days.
Lion Stats
Experience
0 / 100 (0%)
Level 1
Strength 49 Speed 41
Stamina 44 Smarts 31
Agility 44 Skill 8
Total Stats: 217


Lion Currents
Age 5 years, 8 months old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Romantic (Good)
Breeding Info
Father Seafield II (Deceased) Mother Ghost Riders in the Sky (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred 14 days ago Fertility Average View All Cubs Bred (1)
Appearance Markings
Base Sidereal (Blue Skin) Slot 1: White Marbled Unders (37%) Tier 1
Slot 3: Sunrise Vitiligo (83%) Tier 3
Slot 4: Skyward Valiant (53%) Tier 3
Slot 5: Noctis Ticking (36%) Tier 3
Slot 8: Celestial Speckles (45%) Tier 3
Slot 10: Interstellar Feralis (23%) Tier 3
Genetics Black Medium Countershaded Special
Eyes Mint
Mane Type Thick
Mane Color Skyward
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
None!
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 0 Successful Hunts 0 Success Rate 0%


Biography
Ghost Riders in the Sky
Song by Mary McCaslin
VideosLyrics
An old cowpoke went riding out one dark and windy day,
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way,
When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw,
A ploughin' through the ragged skies
And up a cloudy draw.
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
The ghost herd in the sky.
Their brands were still on fire and their hooves was made of steel,
Their horns wuz black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel,
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky,
For he saw the riders comin' hard
And he heard their mournful cry.
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
Ghost riders in the sky.
Their faces gaunt their eyes were blurred and shirts all soaked
With sweat,
They're ridin' hard to catch that herd but they ain't caught them yet
'Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky,
On horses snortin' fire
As they ride on, hear their cry.
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
Ghost riders in the sky.
As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name,
"If you want to save your soul from hell a-riding on our range,
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride
A-try'ng to catch the devil's herd
Across these endless skies."
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o, *

The ghost herd in the sky. <---
Ghost riders in the sky.





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