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P Small scratches here and there, but otherwise fine.

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M Stable.

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E Afraid, terrified.

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N Heavily edited the code to make it a full page. If something looks off or does not function properly, please let me know!

01/18/2020
Only three days old and already fleeing for his life. Settled down with Ronja, who he's taken to calling 'Second-mother' in his head, and his sister. Everything was normal, aside from a stranger that seemed to catch Rayne's attention. Was reluctant to follow her, but could not deny the urge to investigate. Slunk through the grass and only got a brief peek at the stranger before another /larger/ stranger shows up and immediately sprints at them. Insert a deer in the headlights look before he quickly scrambles out of the other's path just in time. Flees to Ronja's side, but realizes that this wasn't any safer with the big thing trampling her too. In a fit of blinding fear, flees through the tall grass with his sister in tow, narrowly escaping any more damage after the first initial drive by. Trembles against her behind a tree, listening to the fight in the distance. Scared bleats for mother are sent out, but she doesn't come to them.

In a state of shock, and running purely on the instinct to survive, he would run the second the stranger came into sight. Totes his sister behind another tree and hides in its roots until the danger passed. Was eventually collected by an injured Ronja and Raja, and despite trying to introduce them to their saviors, the child seems unresponsive. Terrified, he follows second-mother to a patch of flowers and suctions to her side with his sister. NEVER leaving the nest again. EVER.

01/15/2020
Born on a chilly January evening to a tired mother under his grandmother's watch. Struggles to grasp the idea of standing, and is very wobbly. Settles for curling up with mom. Reluctant to move much from his mother's side, but after some prompting, cuddles up with his half-sister under the watchful eye of their father.

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