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Maneater Be-El

Lion Stats
Experience
3083 / 7040 (43%)
Level 9
Strength 108 Speed 102
Stamina 107 Smarts 100
Agility 127 Skill 1
Total Stats: 545


Lion Currents
Age 7 years, 4 months old
Hunger
4%
Energy 100 / 100
Impression
Dreamboat
Personality
Heartless (Evil)
Breeding Info
Father Temperance Mother CRB 1 (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred N/A Fertility N/A View All Cubs Bred (17)
Appearance Markings
Base Ancestral (White Skin) Slot 1: Noctis Mask (100%) Tier 1
Slot 5: Coral Soft Unders (38%) Tier 2
Slot 6: Noctis Margay (100%) Tier 2
Slot 7: Steele Rogue (92%) Tier 2
Genetics Red Light Countershaded Special
Eyes Blue
Mane Type Diabolic
Mane Color Styx
Mutation Melanism
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Burning Poacher Camp

Above
Survivor
Eye of the Youth
Lab Test Frog
Mauled Poacher
Stolen Masai Dagger
Baby Crocodile
Lifetime
Attacks Defended 0 Explore Steps Taken 5775 NPCs Defeated 106
Lions Sent Away 3 Lions Killed 0
Studding Services
This male lion is offering studding services, for a price of 100 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
Project King!

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When you had left to patrol your lands that day, you hadn’t expected to see monstrous smoke stacks painting the skies. Nor did you expect for the winds to be so saturated with the coppery scent of blood. Perhaps curiosity took hold of you, or maybe stupidity…but, you decided to take a closer look….

And you were met with a massacre.

Smoldering ash coated the ground. The only remains of the human’s wooden dens. Blackened bodies littered the surroundings, some seemed to have been lucky enough to die in the flames…others…others looked to have suffered a far more grim fate. Their bodies mangled and shredded, now charred from smoldering coals. What manner of beast could have done this?

“Oh, a guest! Hello!” A tiny voice squeaked out behind you. You jump, for standing on end and whip around. Only you don’t see anything.

“Down here!” You drop your gaze and are met with…ash? No, wait. Blue eyes look up at you from a face as black as soot. It’s a cub, a minuscule thing. No more that a few months old. What was he doing here? Upon closer inspection, you can see that the cub is soaked in blood and…

“What is that?” Your eyes are glued to the bloodied knife clutched in the cubs grasp.

“A knife!” Came the giggled response.

You…you might be in danger.





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