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View 𝕯𝖔𝖓𝖓 𝕭𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖗's Pride

Maneater 𝕯𝖔𝖓𝖓 𝕭𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖗

Lion Stats
Experience	4258 / 39710 (10%)
Level	20
Strength	747	Speed	848
Stamina	790	Smarts	730
Agility	838	Skill	39
Total Stats:		3992

Lion Currents
Age	9 years, 11 months old
Hunger	0%
Energy	30 / 100
Impression	Dreamboat
Personality	Unscrupulous (Evil)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	YoRHa	Mother	Delilah	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	N/A	Fertility	N/A	View All Cubs Bred (79)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Ice (Greige Skin)	Slot 1: Cimmerian Rogue (29%) Tier 2 Slot 2: Noctis Shaded Rosette (100%) Tier 4 Slot 3: Noctis Quagga (80%) Tier 6 Slot 4: Ebony Okapi (79%) Tier 6 Slot 5: Scoundrel Undersides (59%) Tier 3 Slot 6: Noctis Dorsal Line (59%) Tier 2 Slot 7: Scoundrel Pelage (30%) Tier 3 Slot 8: Noctis Zebra (49%) Tier 6 Slot 9: Inverted Soft Rosette White (100%) Tier 4 Slot 10: Scoundrel Feline (23%) Tier 3 Slot 11: Red Ghost Feralis (52%) Tier 6
Genetics	Black Dark Countershaded Special
Eyes	Sectoral Red & Jet
Mane Type	Pariah
Mane Color	Elysian
Mutation	Primal (Ferus)
Marking Slots	12

Equipped Decorations Hide/Show
Turquoise Sycamore Trees Above Expression: Doubt [Onyx Eyelids] Ferus Saber Mane [Demonic]Custom Decor Tigers Eye Coiled Snake Headpiece Claws of Bast [Gold] Red Helleborine Korean Dragon Fangs

Lifetime
Attacks Defended	4	Explore Steps Taken	20116	NPCs Defeated	862
Lions Sent Away	0	Lions Killed	120

Studding Services
This male lion is offering studding services, for a price of 1 GB OR 1000 SB. Lionesses must have a minimum of 1% fertility to breed. This male lion has 15/15 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 1000 SB. Lionesses must have a minimum of 1% fertility to breed.

This male lion has 15/15 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
Donn Balor. I woke with this name engraved in the forefront of my mind. Mother would call me ‘Drako’, named after my adoptive father who had been ‘so kind’ to allow me to remain in his pride. But that is not the name the Gods intended for me to have. They speak to me, whisper in my ears sins beyond lion comprehension in a tongue only I speak. The other cubs in my youth stared at me as if I was mad. The knowledge of how they die lingers on my tongue, threatening to slip. Although we’re all much older now, their treatment of me hasn’t gotten better. Fear laces their faces when I pass, as I change and age and grow larger and larger, far surpassing Violence’s size. To think a dragonborn would have to look up to a mortal lion. Mother no longer looks at me with so much love now that I’m grown. Though I am her last cub, my becoming seems to have disgusted her. My fangs frighten the small ones, lionesses whisper to each other when I pass by, my ears pick up on their discomfort. They are not like me, and I am not like them. It’s been years since the Gods have spoken to me, but tonight, they visit, telling me I will be King.

Biography

Donn Balor. I woke with this name engraved in the forefront of my mind.
Mother would call me ‘Drako’, named after my adoptive father who had been ‘so kind’ to allow me to remain in his pride. But that is not the name the Gods intended for me to have. They speak to me, whisper in my ears sins beyond lion comprehension in a tongue only I speak.
The other cubs in my youth stared at me as if I was mad. The knowledge of how they die lingers on my tongue, threatening to slip. Although we’re all much older now, their treatment of me hasn’t gotten better. Fear laces their faces when I pass, as I change and age and grow larger and larger, far surpassing Violence’s size. To think a dragonborn would have to look up to a mortal lion.
Mother no longer looks at me with so much love now that I’m grown. Though I am her last cub, my becoming seems to have disgusted her. My fangs frighten the small ones, lionesses whisper to each other when I pass by, my ears pick up on their discomfort. They are not like me, and I am not like them.

It’s been years since the Gods have spoken to me, but tonight, they visit, telling me I will be King.

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