ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴜʀꜱᴅᴀʏ

" Tigon [G8] Wepwawet"

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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 14 real life days.
Lion Stats
Experience
0 / 100 (0%)
Level 1
Strength 10 Speed 11
Stamina 9 Smarts 8
Agility 11 Skill 2
Total Stats: 51
Lion Currents
Age 5 years, 9 months old
Hunger
18%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Default
Personality
Laidback (Neutral)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 28.846153846154%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father ᴠɪɴᴄᴇɴᴛ (Deceased) Mother ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀ View Full Heritage
Last Bred 9 days ago Fertility Very Low (5%) View All Cubs Bred (5)
Appearance Markings
Base Wepwawet (Red Skin) Slot 1: Sidereal Points (69%) Tier 3
Slot 2: White Inverted Zebra (46%) Tier 2
Slot 5: Quartz Rims (100%) Tier 2
Slot 6: Noctis Freckles 1 (80%) Tier 3
Slot 8: Onyx Vitiligo (52%) Tier 3
Slot 10: Under White 3 (100%) Tier 0


This lion has 1 marking hidden on the following slot:
11
Genetics Red Dark Countershaded Special
Eyes Sunglow
Mane Type Barbary
Mane Color Astral
Mutation Tigon
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Frozen Valley

Above
Angelic Feathers
Eye of the Fierce Roar
Angel Idol
Dwarf Nerine
Jonquils
Wild Centaury
Cape Grape

Below
Spanish Fir
Kooigoed
Stinking Iris
Oval Leaf Buchu
[GE - Cambodia] Rumdul Flower
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 0 Successful Hunts 0 Success Rate 0%


Biography
You know, I've been here for a very long time...And I remember many things.
I remember being at a shoreline. Watching a little gray fish heave itself up on the beach, and an older brother saying, "Don't step on that fish, Castiel. Big plans for that fish." I remember the Tower of Babel, all 37 feet of it, which I suppose was impressive at the time. And when it fell, they howled divine wrath. But come on, dried dung can only be stacked so high. I remember Cain and Abel. David and Goliath, Sodom and Gomorrah.
And of course...

I remember the most remarkable event - remarkable because it never came to pass. It was averted by two boys, an old drunk, and a fallen angel... The grand story. And we ripped up the ending, and the rules, and destiny, leaving nothing but freedom and choice. Which is all well and good, except... well...

what if I've made the wrong choice? How am I supposed to know?
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You came back from a territorial dispute feeling stressed. ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴜʀꜱᴅᴀʏ bumped shoulders with you and offered to hang out and share a meal by the pond. You relaxed as she told you a funny story of that day.






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