#173323
View Macambre 's Pride

Bone Collector Macambre

Lion Stats
Experience
4902 / 11000 (44%)
Level 11
Strength 71 Speed 66
Stamina 74 Smarts 87
Agility 71 Skill 20
Total Stats: 389


Lion Currents
Age 8 years, 7 months old
Hunger
20%
Energy 100 / 100
Impression
Dreamboat
Personality
Even-Tempered (Neutral)
Breeding Info
Father Sun Stalker (Deceased) Mother Opal View Full Heritage
Last Bred N/A Fertility N/A View All Cubs Bred (12)
Appearance Markings
Base Blazing (Marbled Skin) Slot 1: Cream Strokes (46%)
Slot 2: Maofelis White (69%)
Slot 6: Onyx Brawl (18%)
Slot 9: Sunset Feralis (16%)
Slot 10: Kimanjano Mottled Vents (20%)
Genetics Red Light Countershaded Special
Eyes Starshine
Mane Type Scarce
Mane Color Unholy
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
[D] Great Fires Background

Above
Scar: Back Scratch
Vulture Feather and Skull Necklace
Scar: Nose Scratch
Scar: Hip
Scar: Front Leg Right
Scar: Front Leg Left
Scar: Anklebiter
Scar: Long Left Eye
Scar: Neck
Scar: Tail
War Paint: Stealth
Flaming Essence
Event Scar: Worn Paws
Silver Red Quartz Ornaments
Three-Eyed Raven
Scar: Nose Ridge
Heavy Metal Bodywear
Guernsey Lily [1]
Scar: Face
Common Raven [1]
Shrikes in Thorns
Lifetime
Attacks Defended 0 Explore Steps Taken 5670 NPCs Defeated 181
Lions Sent Away 18 Lions Killed 16
Studding Services
This male lion is offering studding services, for a price of 125 SB. Lionesses must have a minimum of 10% fertility to breed.

This male lion has 14/15 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
Lord Flamma, the newly crowned king, sat nervously in his nest, peeking out of the den. The camp was full of hustle and bustle. Besides him, Concestatio lied, her tail waving side to side regally.
"Flamma, you'll do wonderfully, alright? Trust me," she purred. Flamma sighed and shook out his fur.
"I hope you're right," he murmured, standing up. "Time to go greet my pride."