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Belongs to Archer Azure's Pride
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"Best mane mut ever "

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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 20 real life days.
Lion Stats
Experience
79 / 440 (17%)
Level 3
Strength 16 Speed 22
Stamina 34 Smarts 38
Agility 42 Skill 2
Total Stats: 154
Lion Currents
Age 9 years, 5 months old
Hunger
37%
Mood
70%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Distant (Neutral)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 57.051282051282%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Toska (Deceased) Mother Vitbitch g2 View Full Heritage
Last Bred 3 days ago Fertility Very Low (40%) View All Cubs Bred (5)
Appearance Markings
Base Maltese (Tan Skin) Slot 2: Blue Indri (19%) Tier 2
Slot 4: Stratosphere Feline (38%) Tier 3
Slot 5: Vitiligo 5 (50%) Tier 2
Slot 6: Vitiligo 6 (90%) Tier 2
Slot 9: Blue Dorsal Line (73%) Tier 2


This lion has 2 markings hidden on the following slots:
11, 12
Genetics Black Medium Countershaded Uncommon
Eyes Lavender
Mane Type Scarce
Mane Color Chartreux
Mutation Mane Whiskered
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Herb Grove at Night
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 1 Successful Hunts 1 Success Rate 100%


Nursing Cubs
This lioness is currently nursing the following cubs...
Cub
Cub
Cub
Biography
It can't be said I'm an early bird
It's 10 o'clock before I say a word
Baby, I can never tell
How do you sleep so well?
You keep tellin' me to live right
To go to bed before the daylight
But then you wake up for the sunrise
You know you don't gotta pretend
Baby, now and then
Don't you just wanna wake up
Dark as a lake
Smellin' like a bonfire
Lost in a haze?
If you're drunk on life, babe
I think it's great
But while in this world

I think I'll take my whiskey neat
My coffee black and my bed at three
You're too sweet for me
You're too sweet for me
I take my whiskеy neat
My coffee black and my bed at three
You're too sweet for mе
You're too sweet for me


I aim low
I aim true, and the ground's where I go
I work late where I'm free from the phone
And the job gets done
But you worry some, I know
But who wants to live forever, babe?
You treat your mouth as if it's Heaven's gate
The rest of you like you're the TSA
I wish I could go along
Babe, don't get me wrong





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