An intensely passionate mammal, the Mandorr will - if forced into contact with a human - lull the victim into a false sense of euphoria, provide a great many laughs, and generally act as a breath of fresh air from the muggy tedium of it's environment; before unleashing an almighty high kick and punch combo to stun its prey and taking it back to its nest to mate. Profusely. Like a rabbit. Kinda. (That’s Jeni’s story anyway…)
Those who are fortunate enough to experience a Mandorr in the wild will understand that little - aside from perhaps an adult Natzor or Donaldson - leaves oneself feeling quite so confused, bedazzled, and above all merry as a day or two with that dahrlin’.
Just, please God; don’t get the Mandor started on Prom/Exams/That sexy beast Cal. You’ll regret it.
Oh yeah, and you’re kinda poor. In the nicest possible way though of course… :-P
I spent WAY too long writing that…
Erm... something else. IT'S 1AM WHAT THE HELL DO YOU EXPECT FROM ME!? *explodes*