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Maneater caballero

Lion Stats
Experience
1484 / 8910 (16%)
Level 10
Strength 186 Speed 143
Stamina 100 Smarts 147
Agility 135 Skill 5
Born With: Unknown Total Stats: 716
Lion Currents
Age 3 years, 8 months old
Hunger
69%
Energy 100 / 100
Impression Dreamboat
Pose Good
Personality
Self-Absorbed (Evil)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 12.820512820513%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father ЭЕ Mother 2️⃣ View Full Heritage
Last Bred N/A Fertility N/A View All Cubs Bred (39)
Appearance Markings
Base Gregarious (Dark Brown Skin) Slot 2: Scoria English Spots (42%) Tier 3
Slot 3: Noctis Okapi (40%) Tier 6
Slot 5: Bushveld Quail Flecks (100%) Tier 2
Slot 6: Feline 1 Auburn (83%) Tier 5
Slot 7: Onyx Nyala (73%) Tier 6
Slot 9: Celestial Speckles (85%) Tier 3
Slot 10: Darken Scoria (81%) Tier 0
Slot 11: Under Cream 6 (66%) Tier 0
Slot 12: Leg Spotting Fading Onyx (100%) Tier 1
Genetics Golden Medium Solid Special
Eyes Hetero Intense Salt & Malachite
Mane Type Thick
Mane Color Cimmerian
Mutation None
Marking Slots
13
Equipped Decorations
Floating Hearts

Above
Harbinger Mane
Lab Test Frog
Void Tail of Anubis
Expression: Half-Lidded EyesCustom Decor
Messy Mane 2
Underbelly Fluff Extensions [Onyx]
Mark of the Abyss
Scorpion Earrings [Black]
Pearl Necklace [White]
Lop Bunny Ears [Dark]
Muddy Roots

Below
Natal Fig Tree
Lifetime
Attacks Defended 1 Explore Steps Taken 3349 NPCs Defeated 162
Lions Sent Away 1 Lions Killed 83
Biography
under the blood-red light of a rare lunar eclipse, a cub was born. caballero was the last spark of a fallen bloodline—one destined for greatness or madness.


from the moment he opened his eyes, the pride knew he was different. one eye glowed a piercing white, unsettling and unblinking, like the moon had left a mark on him. elders whispered it was a sign—either a curse or a gift from the gods. caballero chose to believe the former.


as he grew, so too did his arrogance. his beauty was undeniable—his mane wild like storm clouds, his fur marked in sharp, regal patterns—but it was the eye that drew the fear and fascination of all who met him. caballero learned quickly how to use that fear. how to twist it and use it for his own gain. the fearful gazes of his pride taught him early, and it didn't take long for him to start to abuse it. he spoke in riddles, manipulated his rivals with charm, and when that didn’t work, he destroyed them.


by the time he challenged the lobster, his body was hardly marred, despite the many fights he had found himself in. he was unafraid. “you were merely keeping my throne warm,” he purred, circling his prey. the lion who had kept the tribe safe for so many years. the battle was over within minutes. caballero took the crown—not out of love for his pride, but because it was his birthright. the gods had planned it this way.





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