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Kohler, the Resurgent

Lion Stats
Experience	10973 / 7040 (100%)
Level	9
Strength	37	Speed	34
Stamina	27	Smarts	42
Agility	30	Skill	8
Total Stats:		178

Lion Currents
Age	4 years, 8 months old
Hunger	0%
Energy	100 / 100
Impression	Dreamboat
Personality	Loner (Neutral)

Breeding Info
Father	Unknown	Mother	Unknown	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	N/A	Fertility	N/A	View All Cubs Bred (36)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Bushveld (Sandstone Skin)	Slot 1: Chert Panther (79%) Tier 2 Slot 2: Seal Indri (40%) Tier 2 Slot 3: Marigold Lace (44%) Tier 2 Slot 4: Pistachio Soft Unders (50%) Tier 2 Slot 5: Silky Underfelt (53%) Tier 2 Slot 6: Almond Rims (29%) Tier 2 Slot 7: Goridhe Rogue (22%) Tier 2 Slot 8: Auburn Roan (43%) Tier 2 Slot 9: Seal Shaded Rosette (100%) Tier 4 Slot 10: Almond Rims (55%) Tier 2 Slot 11: Almond Inverted Quagga (74%) Tier 6
Genetics	Golden Medium Countershaded Special
Eyes	Iris
Mane Type	Royal
Mane Color	Soul
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	11

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Loneliness Above Lab Test Frog Event Scar: Love Bites Bone Jewelry Bodywear Expression: Smug [White] BlindedCustom Decor Event Scar: Outcast Bloody NoseCustom Decor Luscious Lashes [White]Custom Decor Punk Collar Maneater Mane [Brown] Black Rabbit Cloak Claw Extensions [Dark] Locust Wing Decor - Gust of Wind Halo Cold Breath Bone Jewelry Accessories Heavy Metal Wristbands Ferns Algerian Iris Chilly Wind Windy Below Rabbit's Foot Fern

Equipped Decorations

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Loneliness

Above
Lab Test Frog
Event Scar: Love Bites
Bone Jewelry Bodywear
Expression: Smug [White]
BlindedCustom Decor
Event Scar: Outcast
Bloody NoseCustom Decor
Luscious Lashes [White]Custom Decor
Punk Collar
Maneater Mane [Brown]
Black Rabbit Cloak
Claw Extensions [Dark]
Locust Wing Decor - Gust of Wind
Halo
Cold Breath
Bone Jewelry Accessories
Heavy Metal Wristbands
Ferns
Algerian Iris
Chilly Wind
Windy

Below
Rabbit's Foot Fern

Lifetime
Attacks Defended	15	Explore Steps Taken	2560	NPCs Defeated	146
Lions Sent Away	10	Lions Killed	3

Studding Services
This male lion is offering studding services, for a price of 1 GB OR 300 SB. Lionesses must have a minimum of 40% fertility to breed. This male lion has 3/15 studding slots left open this week. * Selecting an item to send with the request will remove the item from your hoard and apply it to the stud if your request is accepted. If your request is removed or denied for any reason the item will be returned to you. Multiple items can be sent at the same time providing they do not cancel each other out in their effects. * Breeding to a mutated stud does not affect your chances of conceiving a mutated cub unless the stud is a variation of piebald or primal.

Studding Services

This male lion is offering studding services, for a price of 1 GB OR 300 SB. Lionesses must have a minimum of 40% fertility to breed.

This male lion has 3/15 studding slots left open this week.

* Selecting an item to send with the request will remove the item from your hoard and apply it to the stud if your request is accepted. If your request is removed or denied for any reason the item will be returned to you. Multiple items can be sent at the same time providing they do not cancel each other out in their effects.

* Breeding to a mutated stud does not affect your chances of conceiving a mutated cub unless the stud is a variation of piebald or primal.

Biography
*THE [ILL] FATED HUNTER OF [MIS]FORTUNE* Within the hazy gray clouds of approaching pale sunset stands a lone figure in the secluded meadow clearing. Posture relaxed and inviting despite the whipping winds of dancing locust wings and dying leaves that blew through. Despite the curling smirk on scar-bitten and ebony lined lips and amusement sparkling bright within those milky white eyes, there's no mistake that he, too, is a omen of the apocalypse. But with that faint outline of a halo and an expectant rumble in greeting, you decide it might be beneficial to speak him at the very least. After all, not all omens are bad, now are they? ♱ : KOHLER KLEIN MORGENSTERN VON RICHTER SENIOR “ WE ROLL THE DICE FOR A SACRIFICE TONIGHT! ” REVENANT . BEAST SLAYER . OMEN HUNTER You watch as whiskers quiver and fan out as the revenant's speckled nose twitches, nostrils flaring with jaws slightly ajar. There's a glimmer of excitement within his dull gaze while tilting his head in your direction. *"Ah, the fresh stench of death. And with death, there certainly will be omens." "Oh yes, I'm quite proud of my descendants,"* Kohler puffs out his chest in deep pride. Though, a dark shadow passes over diluted features at his next words, making your stomach drop. "Even if they all die early. But, such is the life of a hunter, no? Live fast, die young as they say." "Standing with Heaven?" His head cocks to the side at the question and chuckles at the mention of the dim outline of the halo above his head. "My dear, I don't particularly care for Heaven, Hell, or even Purgatory. I have no interest in fighting someone else's war. I have my own personal feud to deal with." You find Kohler resting in his usual spot in the quiet, mist covered meadow clearing. Lying on his side in the soft grass, you stare hard to see any signs of his flank rising and falling. You don't. There's an unnatural stillness surrounding him as you draw closer to give him a light prod in the ribs. Despite the unsettling atmosphere from before, it immediately washes away as the revenant grunts and rolls over to sit up. A low, rumbling growl of greeting rattles his throat while rising to bump his head against yours before giving your ear an affectionate lick. "Find something?" Kohler asks, curiosity evident in his tone.

Biography

THE [ILL] FATED HUNTER OF [MIS]FORTUNE
Within the hazy gray clouds of approaching pale sunset stands a lone figure in the secluded meadow clearing. Posture relaxed and inviting despite the whipping winds of dancing locust wings and dying leaves that blew through. Despite the curling smirk on scar-bitten and ebony lined lips and amusement sparkling bright within those milky white eyes, there's no mistake that he, too, is a omen of the apocalypse. But with that faint outline of a halo and an expectant rumble in greeting, you decide it might be beneficial to speak him at the very least. After all, not all omens are bad, now are they?

♱ : KOHLER KLEIN MORGENSTERN VON RICHTER SENIOR
“ WE ROLL THE DICE FOR A SACRIFICE TONIGHT! ”
REVENANT . BEAST SLAYER . OMEN HUNTER

You watch as whiskers quiver and fan out as the revenant's speckled nose twitches, nostrils flaring with jaws slightly ajar. There's a glimmer of excitement within his dull gaze while tilting his head in your direction. "Ah, the fresh stench of death. And with death, there certainly will be omens."

"Oh yes, I'm quite proud of my descendants," Kohler puffs out his chest in deep pride. Though, a dark shadow passes over diluted features at his next words, making your stomach drop. "Even if they all die early. But, such is the life of a hunter, no? Live fast, die young as they say."

"Standing with Heaven?" His head cocks to the side at the question and chuckles at the mention of the dim outline of the halo above his head. "My dear, I don't particularly care for Heaven, Hell, or even Purgatory. I have no interest in fighting someone else's war. I have my own personal feud to deal with."

You find Kohler resting in his usual spot in the quiet, mist covered meadow clearing. Lying on his side in the soft grass, you stare hard to see any signs of his flank rising and falling. You don't. There's an unnatural stillness surrounding him as you draw closer to give him a light prod in the ribs. Despite the unsettling atmosphere from before, it immediately washes away as the revenant grunts and rolls over to sit up. A low, rumbling growl of greeting rattles his throat while rising to bump his head against yours before giving your ear an affectionate lick. "Find something?" Kohler asks, curiosity evident in his tone.

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