#65395
View 's Pride

, the Pervert

Lion Stats
Experience
5976 / 11000 (54%)
Level 11
Strength 80 Speed 107
Stamina 109 Smarts 93
Agility 103 Skill 24
Total Stats: 516


Lion Currents
Age 12 years, 2 months old
Hunger
20%
Energy 100 / 100
Impression
Dreamboat
Personality
Heartless (Evil)
Breeding Info
Father Kazimir Karnstein (Deceased) Mother Elder rusty spoon View Full Heritage
Last Bred N/A Fertility N/A View All Cubs Bred (34)
Appearance Markings
Base Albino (Black Skin) Slot 2: White Mist (61%) Tier 1
Slot 3: Onyx Brindle (59%) Tier 1
Slot 4: White Panther (58%) Tier 3
Slot 5: Feline 4 Onyx (93%) Tier 2
Slot 6: Noctis Rumble (100%) Tier 3
Slot 8: White Inverted Brawl (100%) Tier 3
Slot 10: Chocolate Backhair (33%) Tier 1
Genetics Black Light Solid Common
Eyes White
Mane Type Diabolic
Mane Color Celestial
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Conjunction

Above
Broken Ritual
Lich Fire
Resurrection
Fireflies
Large Rocks Decor
Ground Fog
Ancestral Battle Mask
Moonlight
Lifetime
Attacks Defended 4 Explore Steps Taken 5439 NPCs Defeated 144
Lions Sent Away 7 Lions Killed 1
Studding Services
This male lion is offering studding services, for a price of 1 GB OR 250 SB. Lionesses must have a minimum of 15% 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 a cub, Michaela was abandoned by is pack and left up to the elements. He was just as confused as he was scared. The world was too cruel for is liking, but he knew he had to hide. He’d seen hyenas and other lions attack other cubs his age for fun or for food. He didn’t wish for it either way, so he made his way to sprouting underbrush of greens, providing him with a decent camouflage from the eyes.

To the nose, though, it was immeasurably easy to spot him.

He'd lay there for hours, until the sun began to set over the treetops, fading into a blood red whose beauty did not settle him as it once world have. The night was a dangerous time for all animals. Especially the weak ones.

As the fiery color died out, it was replaced with darkness and a chill, the heat of the glowing orb not to be seen for another few hours. A few hours he himself doubted he’d make trough.

He’d laid his head on his paws, but perked up when he heard a rustling. It was coming closer, and Michaela sniffed the air, the undeniably putrid smell of dog and rotten flesh filling his head and making it spin. He stayed perfectly still before a sickeningly dark chorus of laughs emanated from all around him. He'd been caught.\\

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