Updates:

Physical Health: |||||||||| (97%)
Mental Health: |||||||||| (18%)
Predatory Gauge: |||||||||| (mild to high)
Losing progress; falling feral again. Growing hungry, but still excited to see Vita again.

Current thoughts: "....mine..."
Recent Activity: Relaxed in solitude until Sianna came up; began speaking with her, was distracted from forgiving her by Vita's calls. Eventually went to Vita, which spurred Sianna into attacking the mini. Instinctively defended Vita, shielding her from the jealous phoenix-doe until she left. Snuggled Vita and cleaned out the bite from Sianna afterwards. Overjoyed to see her again; cuddled up to her and fell asleep.

Let me begin..

Height: Approx. 2 meters ( 6'7" ) at the shoulder ( 9' to top of head ).
Build:
- Surprisingly lightweight and lithe, long body and neck.
- Long, thin legs, and a sharp, slender muzzle.
- An unkempt mane and tail, resembling that of a horse.
- Antlerless, ungodly tooth structure (all thin, sharp canines.)
- Wingspan approx 11 meters ( 36 ft, 18 ft per wing ) from wingtip to wingtip.
- Extremely long, tapered flight feathers account for this massive span.

See [Apeldille's Chart] for size reference.

- My name is (XVIII) Eighteen.
- Way, the Betrayer calls me "The Dragon."
- Most simply call me a monster.
- I can not remember how I got here.
- I am a stag, though I have no antlers...
- I speak like this; #2B3856
- ( Voice: Lord Shen [Kung Fu Panda 2] )
- I can be identified by this [Pictogram] in the forest, as well as by sight.
- I wear the magpie pelt, key antlers, and skull mask.
- I do not know my age.
- You need not know more.

XVIII is extremely unsocialized and unfamiliar with how to interact with deer inforest. When his predatory drive is low, he tends to be more stable, and appear curious or confused by the behaviour of other deer towards him. He is unlikely to bow, not out of rudeness, but because he was never taught that this was the polite way to greet another. Deer are food to him. When his predatory drive is high, he may obsessively sniff and circle deer, and appear to act aggressively but this is simply out of hunger and instinct, not a personality trait.

-23/06/2011-

You're pathetic, the lot of you. Face me one by one, instead of charging me like a flock of sheep, you disgusting wastes. You're afraid you can't hold your own against me, hm? I've called you weak Honeyfur, because you ARE weak, you can't drive me off without the help of your weakling friends. You're weak now, and you'll always be weak, that won't and will never change. Look at this.. you, with a dragon form, and you're STILL too scared to face me alone! HA!

Ozzie, the one with no experience at all hopes to hold his own against me.. you have no muscle, your antlers aren't hardened for battle, you're not conditioned to this and you will never have the mind of a fighter. Phobos, with power you lack the antlers to use that power properly. What are you going to do, smack me to death? That is.. if you could even reach my shoulder.. tiny little fool.

You're all children, useless, scared little children who hide behind each other to unfairly overpower a truly superior opponent. You think I'm daunted by you? Come at me, one at a time, and I'll gladly put you in your rightful places; six feet under, and nothing but bone.

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.. You're truly disgusting. I'd tear your revolting fawns from your very womb, Honeyfur, out of pity that the rest of the world wouldn't have to suffer the idiocy their parents would surely pass onto them.

-17/06/2011-

I started my hunt tonight, just like usual.. I'm famished. To start things off I.. came across a rabbit by the playground, mmh.. chased and played with it all the way to the pond before I decided to eat it. It was tasty, but a mere appetizer. Then.. then I smelled the same wonderful smell of that owl stag.. on a doe, a small doe, mmh.. she looked so good. I wanted a taste of her.. her blood, if it's anything as sweet as his, it must be incredible.

.. It would have been if not for that damn Guardian, Forsake. He ruined everything.. he kept me from my dinner, and brought two others to defend it. What's wrong with this picture? I am.. STARVING, and I.. no.. I can.. find something else. But I'm too hurt to right now. What am I to do..? I can't graze like them. That Honeyfur.. I hate her most of all. She'll pay for this, with her life.. or with the lives she has yet to bring into this world. Hmph..

Though.. something good did come out of this, I guess. Way.. this little mini whom I intended to make a meal out of earlier came to me afterwards at the pond. He helped clean my wounds, as Herla did, he tended to me, became curious.. why? Well.. he's mine now. I want him.. all to myself. This one is MINE, all mine, I have marked him as my own. Stay away from him, if any of you value your pathetic lives.

Relationships:

♥Vitality: Teacher / Adores (Mineminemine♥)
*Nanetta: Fascinated by / curiousity (I want to see you. Where..?)

+Herla: Ally / trusted (You're as sweet as you are beautiful.)
+Spyrre: Acquaintance / likes (...........?)
+H: Acquaintance / curious of (... What do you want, fuzzball?)
+Evania: Acquaintance / curious of (Hmm.. you seem... nice?)

?Ryuu: Unsure of / slight disdain (I don't trust you.. poke and prod, you do.)
?6: Unsure of (.. Not sure.. stopped me once.. hm.)
?♥Sianna: Lingering affections (......)

-Forsake: Enemy (Wretched fool, you cost me my dinner.. despicable interference!)
-Copolymer: Enemy / Fears (Damn deer.. you're starving me, you foul beast..)
-Soona: Loathed / betrayed by (Come into my sights and I'll spill your blood all over this forest.)
-Sianna: Annoyance (Mind your business and shut your trap.)
-Darcy: Annoyance (You had no place, you damned idiot.)
-Jade: Enemy (Leave her, get away, I'll tear you to shreds.)

~Way: Irritation / ignored (Stay away from me, backstabber. Or I'll eat you.)

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Healing Rate: (godly) +10% per day depending on current day's events. Additional bonuses may be awarded and noted in the physical health section above, such as healing by other deer, etc.

Method: Eighteen is an absolutely monstrous opponent. This beast attacks relentlessly, fueled by hunger and sheer hatred for the forest and its residents, dealing horrific amounts of damage very quickly. One on one, it is near impossible to take this beast down.

He will only fight if cornered, or overwhelmed by too many deer at once in a large group, which is the one and only way to deter him. He stands over nine feet tall at the top of the head, and displays a wingspan stretching thirty-six feet from wingtip to wingtip, accounted for by long, tapered flight feathers. While antlerless, he dons many thin, but sharp and powerful canines, lining the jaws of a skeletal face. This monster can sustain an extremely high amount of injuries, and isn't even mildly affected by pain from wounds during the rush of a fight.

His primary method of attack is to bite onto an opponent, clamp down, and rip and tear until they manage to pull away from him. His hooves and body are secondary; he may pound and slash at his enemies with them, or simply charge into them, sometimes blocking their vision with his wings and then attacking from behind the veil he has created.

His only true weak point is in dodging, when he becomes too wrapped up in offensive tactics to defend himself well. Contrary to popular belief, unless provoked he is non-aggressive around most deer, unless fixated on certain individuals (noted under relations) or his current prey target. He also heals ungodly fast, making him a difficult individual to get down, let alone keep down.

This beast is truly a thing of nightmares.