~You gonna make my day, bitch?~

♠An aggressive bastard♠

Cyanide.
A dragon in every sense of the word.
Emotionally crippled and unable to feel affection.

Unable or unwilling. Po-tay-to, Po-tar-to.

♠Fire fuelled by anger♠



His true form. Scars from a great struggle with his sister.

♠Dominating and violent♠


A heavy build with a muscular neck to support massive horns. A vial of Demon blood and a grappling hook.

♠Lethargic and bored♠

He thinks himself superior and will not hesitate in proving his point. He has the muscles to back him up.

♠Dangerous maniac♠

Although he is not as big as any other stag, he makes up for it with his love of carnage. He will not hesitate in gutting whoever stands in his way or simply even looks at him funny.

♠Emotional whiplash♠

He's a mood-roller-coaster. One moment he could be placid and contend, maybe even mellow, only to snap around and bite your head off the next.
his sister experienced this.

♠A brilliant mind wasted♠

His is a tragic tale of isolation. He and his sister became more or less feral after years with no other company than each other.

♠One body, two forms♠

He changes when in-forest. His build becomes that of a goat mixed with a bull and he loses his wings. The spikes on his tail largely disappear and leave only the tip-most of them. His front claws change into hooves.

Why don't you come here and say that to my face?...

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giftart
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By Mr. Sanguine
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By Nirwana
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