Holy 🕸𝚂𝙸𝚁𝙸𝚄𝚂☀

Lion Stats
Experience
859 / 2750 (31%)
Level 6
Strength 26 Speed 31
Stamina 24 Smarts 21
Agility 24 Skill 3
Total Stats: 129
Lion Currents
Age 3 years, 7 months old
Hunger
20%
Energy 100 / 100
Impression
Not Very Impressive
Personality
Hyperactive (Snarky)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 12.179487179487%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father ScorchingxDeath Mother Dinar (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred N/A Fertility N/A View All Cubs Bred (2)
Appearance Markings
Base Pecan (Tan Skin) Slot 1: Feralis Noctis (53%) Tier 6
Slot 2: Royal Underfelt (34%) Tier 2
Slot 3: Seal Crackle (50%) Tier 2
Slot 4: Maofelis Gold (54%) Tier 6
Slot 5: Goridhe Crackle (63%) Tier 2
Slot 6: Goridhe Quail Flecks (48%) Tier 2
Slot 7: Tan Crumbing (2%) Tier 2
Slot 8: Under Silky 6 (38%) Tier 0
Slot 9: Algae Low Cover (47%) Tier 1
Slot 10: White Mottled Vents (35%) Tier 6


This lion has 6 markings hidden on the following slots:
11, 12, 14, 16, 18, 19
Genetics Cream Dark Countershaded Common
Eyes Jet
Mane Type Savage
Mane Color Fulvous
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Palace of the Pharaohs

Above
Event Scar: The Goddess
Lab Test Frog
Veil of Isfet
Blindfold of Penance
Hyena Fur Collar [White]
Wing Bands of Seth
Mark of the Elysium
Wings of War [Top]
Shiny Rock Septum Ring [Orange]
Desert Dust

Below
Halo of Swords
Wings of War [Bottom]
Lifetime
Attacks Defended 0 Explore Steps Taken 1242 NPCs Defeated 4
Lions Sent Away 0 Lions Killed 0
Biography
Sirius was an orphan, as far as she would ever know. She didn’t know the comfort of having a mother or a father, or even having friends, so she always avoided other lions. That is, until one day, she fell asleep under a tree and was forced into a pride. Sirius was independent - she didn’t want the need of having friends, or if they proved her fear of abandonment right, so immediately she was on guard. One of the lionesses approached her, a growl curling her lips to reveal fangs too sharp for the norm as she said, “You have come home. You are our queen.”
“This isn’t my home. And I’m not your Queen.” spat Sirius.
The lioness rolled her neck and flicked her tail, “What a pity. Then we’ll have to forge you into something you’re not.”
Sirius couldn’t register anything before several lions had pounced on her, winding her off breath. Then, for the rest of her life, all she would remember is seeing nothing. Not black just a void of nothing. But she was young, and as a pup, she couldn’t fight back with experience she didn’t have. Then the weight on her was gone, and she was left alone, blind and bleeding.
In a vengeful state, Sirius forged two wings and managed to stitch them onto her shoulders. She cried the whole time, mourning how she lost the privilege of eyesight, which was such a small thing that had consequences. Sirius learned how to adapt, though - she learnt how to use her other senses.
Now, Sirius is throned. She has decided to send Seshat, the old Queen, out of the pride the second she became the queen, destined to rule the lands that she never wanted to. Credit to #320259


Hidden markings : White Underfelt (Slot 11), Sunrise Feline Unders (Slot 12), Sunrise Speckles (Slot 14), Murk Shimmer (Slot 16), Windfall Feralis (Slot 18), Ritual Feline (Slot 19).





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