Vineroon grew up under the pressure of a strict mother who only praised success and was especially cold and insulting to those she deemed 'not good enough'. This made Viner competitive and desperate for approval. In an impulsive attempt to prove himself during a predator attack, he lost his right pincer. This incident convinced him that he was weak and worthless indeed, as his mother always said. As the pressure became unbearable, Vineroon ran away, hoping that another predator would finally finish him off, since the first one couldn’t.