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View ThunderPickle's Pride

Deathlord of the Jungle ThunderPickle

Lion Stats
Experience
12161 / 8910 (100%)
Level 10
Strength 210 Speed 220
Stamina 188 Smarts 215
Agility 187 Skill 28
Total Stats: 1048


Lion Currents
Age 8 years, 3 months old
Hunger
40%
Energy 100 / 100
Impression
Dreamboat
Personality
Fatherly (Kind)
Appearance Markings
Base Wepwawet (Gray Skin) Slot 1: Dawn Lace (44%) Tier 3
Slot 2: Feline 4 Lilac (25%) Tier 2
Slot 4: Briar Brindle (16%) Tier 2
Slot 5: Quartz Inverted Zebra (40%) Tier 2
Slot 9: Quartz Underfelt (47%) Tier 2
Slot 10: White Mottled Vents (100%) Tier 6
Genetics Red Dark Countershaded Special
Eyes Rose Ebony
Mane Type Savage
Mane Color Briar
Mutation Primal (Ferus)
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Striking Lightning

Above
Little Rascal - Dwarf
Cold Breath
Hare Bone Piercings
Mist
Rain
Ground Fog
Lifetime
Attacks Defended 0 Explore Steps Taken 9066 NPCs Defeated 217
Lions Sent Away 0 Lions Killed 1
Studding Services
This male lion is offering studding services, for a price of 1 GB OR 200 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
As you walk through unfamiliar territory you suddenly feel like your being watched. Turning around your met with a primal king and a lioness who seems to be a queen. She snarls and looks at the king. He looks you up and down before shaking his head no. She huffs walking away grumbling. "..Hello" his voice is kinder than you expected and he smiles. You greet him and he nods politely. You chat for awhile and learn he was a polite king that didnt tolerate disrespect. As you talk more with him he slowly inches closer to you. Your maybe a foot away from eachother, way closer than two pride leaders usually get. Then he remembers you are not a lioness and dont really care for his charm. He steps a little bit away. what will you do next? (feel free to send a friend request, pm BIO before so ik that you read)

~Intrested in the king~
Dominant personality: You step closer to the king once more. His eyes widen and he blinks shyly. He rumbles a purr and averts his gaze. You rub your heads together and have a light hearted sparing match. Soon his lioness roars and he must go tend to his pride. He looks at you and nods politely. He runs away quickly, leaving you there wondering if you'll see him again. (write BIO REFUND for 50sb off stud request)

Submissive personality: You glance away shyly and step foward slowly. He purrs and licks your cheek. He continues to groom you and soon you both are cuddling. You continue to cuddle until it gets dark, you start to feel drowsy. You wake up in your den the next morning. You wonder if you just dreamed up the dreamy male. Suddenly something catches your eye, a small gift at the entrance of your den. You smile to yourself. (say BIO GIFT in comment box for a gift)


~uninterested in the king~
friendly personality: You look away awkwardly and he shuffles. You both had different ideas of the situation. You chuckle slightly to lighten the mood. He huffs and rolls his eyes. He nudges your shoulder and motions you to follow him. He ends up showing you around the territory and introducing you to his pride. At the end of his tour he leads you to the border. It seems a cub stowed away to say goodbye, do you want to take them in? (say BIO CUB in comment box for a cub)

Rude personality: You bare your teeth at him and he snarls. He clearly mis-read the situation and he was oh so wrong. Both of you stand up and circle each other. Both of your hackles raised and both leaders aggression growing quickly. After a while you leap at him, and a brutal fight ensues. After a while of a whirl wind of claws and teeth, you both step way. You glance around a snarling pride. You have no other choice but to flee the territory. Not before the king gives you a good scratch! (say BIO SCAR in comment box for scar decor)

you may only pick one choice, choose wisely. ;)






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