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Belongs to 𝐏𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐞's Pride
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Lamia

This lioness gave birth in the past two years. She is on a breeding cool down and will be breedable again in 16 real life days.

Lion Stats
Experience	0 / 100 (0%)
Level	1
Strength	14	Speed	16
Stamina	33	Smarts	12
Agility	15	Skill	16
Total Stats:		106

Lion Currents
Age	9 years, 2 months old
Hunger	20%
Mood	90%
Sex	Female
Pose	Kind
Personality	Sinister (Evil)

Breeding Info
Father	Unknown	Mother	Unknown	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	7 days ago	Fertility	Good	View All Cubs Bred (3)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Harbinger (Dark Brown Skin)	Slot 1: Guardian Vitiligo (45%) Tier 3 Slot 2: Under White 1 (23%) Tier 0 Slot 5: Vitiligo 5 (81%) Tier 2 Slot 6: Cimmerian Panther (60%) Tier 2 Slot 7: White Rugged Unders (45%) Tier 3 Slot 10: Pulsar Mottled Vents (80%) Tier 5
Genetics	Black Dark Solid Special
Eyes	Blue
Mane Type	Scarce
Mane Color	Camel
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Rough Ruby Rockslide Above Drake Veil [Andromeda] Witch's Hat Potion Set Helinus integrifolius Jewelry: Tanzanite Skirt

Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	0	Successful Hunts	0	Success Rate	0%

Nursing Cubs
This lioness is currently nursing the following cubs...
Cub

Biography
'The trail of blue blood cannot be ignored." A booming caw cracks the peace of the night once again as the not so welcome massive vulture dug his claws into the rocks below, holding a curled up lioness who was more or less in one piece. Give or take the pierced holes that pachi's claws had dug into her oddly freckled coat. The bird croaks and almost crushes the gift under his talons which was hopefully a mistake, or a subtle threat that he needed to be paid better, could be either. You never knew with that bird. The lioness narrowly avoids being impaled and sucks in her breath sharply, the dangly moon charms on her hat hitting against her face as she batted Pachi away with a yowl, frustration crossing behind her eyes as the glass vials she had been clutching close to her the whole journey had been shattered into mouse sized pieces as a result of the vulture's.. questionable delivery skills. Pachi huffs and steps away, clicking his beak to draw the attention of the Mountain lions. He caught sight of the nearest lion in the general vicinity which happened to be a bewildered looking young lion who had been frozen in shock at what they'd just witnessed. 'Hello cat! Delivered! BIG gift. From desert cat queen. Thank.' The vulture states rather loudly and waddles away to who knows where. GIFTTT HI VANCE HI FANCY

Biography

'The trail of blue blood cannot be ignored."

A booming caw cracks the peace of the night once again as the not so welcome massive vulture dug his claws into the rocks below, holding a curled up lioness who was more or less in one piece. Give or take the pierced holes that pachi's claws had dug into her oddly freckled coat. The bird croaks and almost crushes the gift under his talons which was hopefully a mistake, or a subtle threat that he needed to be paid better, could be either. You never knew with that bird.
The lioness narrowly avoids being impaled and sucks in her breath sharply, the dangly moon charms on her hat hitting against her face as she batted Pachi away with a yowl, frustration crossing behind her eyes as the glass vials she had been clutching close to her the whole journey had been shattered into mouse sized pieces as a result of the vulture's.. questionable delivery skills.

Pachi huffs and steps away, clicking his beak to draw the attention of the Mountain lions. He caught sight of the nearest lion in the general vicinity which happened to be a bewildered looking young lion who had been frozen in shock at what they'd just witnessed. 'Hello cat! Delivered! BIG gift. From desert cat queen. Thank.' The vulture states rather loudly and waddles away to who knows where.

GIFTTT
HI VANCE
HI FANCY

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