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* Penance Crane

"She knows the answer"

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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 12 real life days.
Lion Stats
Experience
44825 / 39710 (100%)
Level 20
Strength 140 Speed 128
Stamina 119 Smarts 146
Agility 149 Skill 128
Total Stats: 810


Lion Currents
Age 12 years, 9 months old
Hunger
42%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Jolly
Personality
Vain (Snarky)
Breeding Info
Father Unknown Mother Unknown View Full Heritage
Last Bred 11 days ago Fertility Average View All Cubs Bred (1)
Appearance Markings
Base Maziwa (Doubloon Skin) Slot 1: Citron Crackle (49%) Tier 3
Slot 3: Cimmerian Okapi (75%) Tier 6
Slot 5: Mocha Back Hair (60%) Tier 0
Slot 7: Under Golden 8 (49%) Tier 0
Slot 9: Clay Quarter (31%) Tier 1
Slot 10: Spotting Light (57%) Tier 0
Slot 11: Royal Frosting (85%) Tier 1
Slot 12: Fuchsia Lace (89%) Tier 3
Slot 13: Chocolate Frontal Spotting (37%) Tier 1
Genetics Golden Medium Countershaded Special
Eyes Confetti
Mane Type Diabolic
Mane Color Supernal
Mutation None
Marking Slots
14
Equipped Decorations
Washed Up Whale

Above
Jewelry: Coffee Sarong
Light Rain
Jewelry: Rough Ruby Shard Necklace
Shaman Headband
Golden Fang of Apophis
Shipwreck Remains

Below
Cabbage Palm
Ship Hull Remains
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 492 Successful Hunts 491 Success Rate 99%


Biography
Joni Mitchell - The Pirate of Penance

The pirate anchored on a Wednesday
And why he came to port I wonder
To see a lady, so my friends say
She dances for the sailors in a smoky cabaret bar underground
Down in a cellar in a harbor town
I know he told her love was treasure
And they would reap the fullest bounty
He only comes to port for pleasure
So when the winds of morning blew the curtains in she woke
And found he'd gone
I saw his sails unfurling Thursday dawn
The pirate he will sink you with a kiss
He'll steal your heart and sail away
(Saturday, early we met in the cove near the forest)
He'll leave you drowning in the flotsam of a broken promise in the bay
(Dancing, we wakened the dawn and the birds into chorus)
He came again to see her, yes, I think they told me it was Saturday
(Ask Penance Crane, she was out in her garden, she saw us)
I was at sea then, I didn't see them
I don't believe what you are saying
It isn't true, I hardly knew him
Is this some game that you are playing?
Go ask the dancer, she's the one who saw him last
The one who drew him here
He hasn't come to me since spring last year
There was a time when he would
Bring me silks and sandalwood and Persian lace
(Then came another "Goodbye" and another "Please, don't go")
And he would hold me close
And tell my sailing stories by the fireplace
(All night I dance and all day I keep watch with my sorrow)
I was at sea, I tell you
I was nowhere near the mentioned murder place
(Searching for sails that don't come and I guess but I don't know)
Go ask the dancer, she knows the answer
(I don't know)
She knows the answer
(I don't know)
She knows the answer
(I don't know)





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