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Finally back after a break due to feeling sick! I've missed the forest.
Added a little information to his way of speaking.

Basics. - Personality. - Appearance. - Relationships. - Details.

Name: Ferdinand.

Titles: Little knight.

Age: Undefined. Young.

Sex: Buck.

Pictogram.

Orientation: Panromantic.

Voice: Gentle; soft. Melodic. Neither feminine nor masculine.
Has a slight stutter when he speaks.

Dwelling: No particular place. Ferdinand wanders the entire forest at once; or is with those he loves. He does, however, often rest around poppies.

Set: Gazelle antlers – Monarch Butterfly pelt – Kabuki mask- Mini spell.

Size: 23. He is still growing, however. Maybe one day, the boy will grow up to be large and powerful.

Chivalrous – Courageous – Reserved – Gentle – Affectionate – Loyal – Dependable – Dependant – Observant – Protective – Shy – Intelligent – Gallant – Elegant – Noble – Guardian – Loyal – Forgiving – Soft hearted - Timid

Ferdinand; a small deer with a big heart. The little buck has, despite his size, the courage of a lion. He will always stand by the side of his friends in times of need; even if he cannot particularly contribute, or is being laughed at by the opponent.
This does not mean he knows no fear; quite the opposite. As much as his instincts scream at him to flee when much bigger creatures approach with ill intentions, as much as he will shake in fear, his heart does not allow him to run. He wants his loved ones to know that he will not leave their side.
No matter how hurt he may get in the process.
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His friends give him strength of heart. However, without them, or even with them; Ferdinand is always aware of how small and weak he is. Not a day goes by that he does not wish he was large and strong like them in order to protect them, rather as standing in the way. He can put up a fight with his small hooves and antlers, but it is not much.
The only thing he wants is to be strong. His size severely limits him. The strength of his heart however is stronger as anything.
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When one approaches the little buck, he may seem reserved, a little scared. When alone, he is vulnerable, after all. More likely to flee as fight when a deer approaches with ill intention.
However; as said before, he has a big heart, and has a lot of love to give. It is not hard for him to warm up to someone; his affection sometimes too much for some, causing them to reject him and cast him aside.
This breaks his heart; and he will never forget this. He may forgive, but he will remember, and despite his noble mindset he can hold grudges for a long time.
When he is with friends, he is torn apart on the inside when one goes one way, and the other leaves in another direction. Scared of hurting either of them, he’s subject to fleeing, a bit panicky; or will display nervous signs.
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His love may be frail in the beginning, but once he’s your friend, it is set and engraved in stone. He is very, very loyal and would die for his friends without a moment of hesitation. Even when they would be angry at him, or do not want his company; he wouldn’t be angry at all, understanding and respecting them. He does need a firm dose of affection in order not to feel lonesome, but he loves his friends more as himself, and wants the best for them.
He is reluctant to sit with couples; thinking he would annoy them, and interrupt their time they would rather spend together.

Reference picture.

- Head
On his face, he wears a large, samurai-like mask. Mainly golden with black engravings, it is strangely fierce for such a small buck.
The face that is visible has a warm color of skin; with feminine, rosy lips.
The rest of his face is hidden; and he never takes the mask off.
His ears are always perked slightly up.

- Horns
His horns are long, curved like those of a gazelle, with black tips.
They are engraved with curls at the very base; and seem to crawl up and up to the tips, repeating their shape, but fading as they progress.
At the end, they curl back a little; as if the horns are starting to grow into the shape of the horns of a ram.
They are very sharp and can be deadly even to large opponents, Ferdinand’s size and advantage; able to reach the sensitive stomach and neck without too much trouble.

- Body
Obviously, his body is small. In proportion to his petite frame his legs are long, and elegant.
His fur is soft, thin, almost like silk; their texture resembling the wings of a moth.
Along his ankles and wrists run very long, feathered parts of inky black fur.
His tail isn’t very long, but the black fur attached to it is; resembling a banner, a proud horse’s tail.

Umay – Loves them; adores very much, respects them

Kody – Loves them; adores very much, respects them

Umay and Kody were the first deer he had encountered. He is very attached to both.

Tikwid – Friend, enjoys company of

Nat-Nat – Respects, feels like he’s indebted to her

-Greatly loves poppies. Is often found rolling around in them to wallow in their scent.

-Despises the pond. He does not go here; not to drink, nothing. He bathes and drinks at the water that streams from the idol’s mouth. All the drowning of deer at the pond and everything that dwells in his makes him terrified of its depths.
The only way he would come close would be in the company of his friends, and even then he would not even be near relaxed and at ease.

-Ferdinand talks in a very polite, sophisticated way. It almost sounds like singing.

-He smells of vanilla; with a hint of cinnamon and poppies.

-As much as he likes the sun, there is nothing he enjoys more as the scent of earth moistened by the rain.

-Terrified of vultures. His small size makes him an easy prey.

-He does not seem to have any family; or, rather, he never mentions them.

- Wafts of his scent carried by the wind are strangely enough often accompanied with the sound of a very distant choir; but only briefly. The atmosphere of the song they sing is tragic. It is never heard when he is around; only when he is gone.

-Came to being in the forest; has no knowledge of anything outside of it.
The mere idea of humans greatly intrigues him; because of this, he treats the ruins and bridge with respect. He finds them a tad intimidating.