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View ༺𓆩𝐃orian⚔𝐆raves𓆪༻'s Pride

Deathlord of the Jungle ༺𓆩𝐃orian⚔𝐆raves𓆪༻

Lion Stats
Experience	15448 / 13310 (100%)
Level	12
Strength	510	Speed	465
Stamina	405	Smarts	448
Agility	424	Skill	191
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	2443

Lion Currents
Age	8 years, 5 months old
Hunger	0%
Energy	100 / 100
Impression	Dreamboat
Pose	Default
Personality	Self-Absorbed (Evil)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Mr. Mustachio (Deceased)	Mother	Ncl 6vitiligo (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	N/A	Fertility	N/A	View All Cubs Bred (139)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Ice (Clouded Skin)	Slot 1: Stratosphere Feline (34%) Tier 3 Slot 2: Skyward Crumbing (17%) Tier 3 Slot 3: Bone Inverted Quagga (15%) Tier 6 Slot 4: Cimmerian Crackle (87%) Tier 2 Slot 5: Leonid Feline (73%) Tier 3 Slot 6: Seal Nyala (21%) Tier 6 Slot 7: Noctis Okapi (57%) Tier 6 Slot 8: Ebony Heavy Rosette (100%) Tier 4 Slot 9: Seal Shaded Rosette (100%) Tier 4 Slot 10: Briar Freckles 2 (20%) Tier 2 Slot 11: Vitiligo 4 (29%) Tier 2 Slot 12: Quartz Soft Unders (13%) Tier 2
Genetics	Black Dark Countershaded Special
Eyes	Burnish
Mane Type	Sideburn
Mane Color	Soul
Mutation	Primal (Ferus)
Marking Slots	12

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Ship Deck Above Pirate attire [Ferus]Custom Decor Old Cannonballs Empty Bottles of Rum Black Cloak Windy Below Net Trap

Lifetime
Attacks Defended	4	Explore Steps Taken	5200	NPCs Defeated	310
Lions Sent Away	0	Lions Killed	4

Studding Services
This male lion is offering studding services, for a price of 1 GB OR 300 SB. Lionesses must have a minimum of 1% fertility to breed. This male lion has 0/15 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 1% fertility to breed.

This male lion has 0/15 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
⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆ Once a lion of the southern coasts, Dorian Graves made a name for himself by stealing not land, but bloodlines. They say he was born under a cursed star, his fur kissed by ice, his mane dark with secrets. He sailed across prides like a storm, collecting rare genetics and leaving behind whispers of burnish-eyed cubs and powerful heirs. No pride could keep him. No queen could tame him. Now, he rules his own rocky shore, where only the brave — or foolish — dare approach his throne. ⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆ They say he once ruled the seas — a lion with ice in his veins and salt in his breath. Dorian Graves led a pride so powerful, its roar echoed across the coasts. But greed sunk its claws into him. He stole something he should never have touched: a piece of the Sea God's hoard — cursed treasure that turned his pride to shadows and his flesh to bone. He roamed, undead, for many moons. No warmth. No hunger. No taste of meat or mate. Only silence. But death could not keep him. The tides rose. The curse lifted. And Graves returned, scarred and stronger — the sea’s chosen king. Now, he rules again, from the wreckage of a sunken throne. His pride is forged from storms, shadows, and silver blood. And though the curse is broken… some say its power still lingers in his smile. Kinged Date April 18, 2025 April 22, 2025 Yeaaah! You improved your impression level.. And are now Dreamboat! Old front page: "Oh? Lookin’ for me again, are you?" He cracks a grin, all sharp teeth and charm, lounging like he owns the land you walk on. "Tryna see if I’ve gone missin’ again?" He stretches, lazy but alert. "Suppose I can’t blame you. I do disappear sometimes—curse of a busy life, you see. But don’t fret. My crew’s fed, the cubs are safe, and I always make it back before the next reckoning." His eyes narrow playfully. "Or maybe... You're not here for lions at all, are you?" "If it’s art you’re huntin’ for—well, you’re in luck."

Biography

⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆
Once a lion of the southern coasts, Dorian Graves made a name for himself by stealing not land, but bloodlines. They say he was born under a cursed star, his fur kissed by ice, his mane dark with secrets. He sailed across prides like a storm, collecting rare genetics and leaving behind whispers of burnish-eyed cubs and powerful heirs. No pride could keep him. No queen could tame him. Now, he rules his own rocky shore, where only the brave — or foolish — dare approach his throne.
⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆

They say he once ruled the seas — a lion with ice in his veins and salt in his breath. Dorian Graves led a pride so powerful, its roar echoed across the coasts. But greed sunk its claws into him. He stole something he should never have touched: a piece of the Sea God's hoard — cursed treasure that turned his pride to shadows and his flesh to bone.

He roamed, undead, for many moons. No warmth. No hunger. No taste of meat or mate. Only silence.

But death could not keep him.
The tides rose. The curse lifted. And Graves returned, scarred and stronger — the sea’s chosen king. Now, he rules again, from the wreckage of a sunken throne. His pride is forged from storms, shadows, and silver blood. And though the curse is broken… some say its power still lingers in his smile.

Kinged Date
April 18, 2025

April 22, 2025
Yeaaah! You improved your impression level.. And are now Dreamboat!

Old front page:
"Oh? Lookin’ for me again, are you?"
He cracks a grin, all sharp teeth and charm, lounging like he owns the land you walk on.
"Tryna see if I’ve gone missin’ again?"
He stretches, lazy but alert.
"Suppose I can’t blame you. I do disappear sometimes—curse of a busy life, you see. But don’t fret. My crew’s fed, the cubs are safe, and I always make it back before the next reckoning."
His eyes narrow playfully. "Or maybe... You're not here for lions at all, are you?"
"If it’s art you’re huntin’ for—well, you’re in luck."

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