_-Icarus-_

"Pie (Frail) clean"

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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 8 real life days.
Lion Stats
Experience
245 / 990 (24%)
Level 4
Strength 17 Speed 16
Stamina 19 Smarts 25
Agility 18 Skill 7
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 102
Lion Currents
Age 3 years, 8 months old
Hunger
20%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Kind
Personality
Loud (Snarky)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 12.820512820513%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Astroka (Deceased) Mother Gentleness (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred 15 days ago Fertility Very Low View All Cubs Bred (0)
Appearance Markings
Base Heavenly (White Skin) Slot 6: White Panther (60%) Tier 3
Slot 8: Under White 1 (59%) Tier 0
Slot 9: Cloudburst Mist (45%) Tier 3


This lion has 1 marking hidden on the following slot:
13
Genetics Cream Medium Solid Special
Eyes Opal
Mane Type Normal
Mane Color Divine
Mutation Piebald (Frail)
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Otter Beach

Above
Body Paint: Swirls
Honeybush Crown
Jewelry: Sparkling Opal Pendant
Rough Opal Fang Extensions
Albino Feline Wings [Top]
Fluffy Cheeks [White]
Furboots [White]

Below
Albino Feline Wings [Bottom]
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 3 Successful Hunts 3 Success Rate 100%


Biography
Based off: Icarus By The Crane Wives.

Climb ye higher and higher and higher
'Til you're far away and breathing cleaner air
Oh my brother, my brother, my brother
Who have you become in the wake of all that's happened here?

They're burning down the orchard to the soil
To the soil, to the grave
Spreading out the ashes of a love
That only gave and gave

Climb ye higher, and higher, and higher
There's no room for all the hearts who will not stay
Oh my brother, my brother, my brother
The horses are running, the horses are running away

Our hands are pulling everything apart
Fall apart, falling back
Tell yourself there's no more need to lie
We don't have time for that

It's okay, it's okay
My love will fall with grace

Climb ye higher, and higher, and higher
Leave our footprints to be lost along the ground
Oh my brother, my brother, my brother
There is nothing left to bring me back down

Spreading out our ashes in the sun
In the sun, in the sun
Spreading out our ashes in the sun
In the sun, in the sun





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