He saw her there, refreshing herself at that small thing one might call a puddle. Hell, he called it a paw-print. And he figured she wouldn't get much refreshment out of it, especially with her being an Unda and all. Scenarios kept flashing through his mind,.. one with him placing the vision of the puddle growing larger to energize the young Unda girl. Another with him using his brute strength and size to overcome her, and rape her, or perhaps she would be willing? Ozy smiled at the thought of the girl being willing to his advances. Most did not like Pravus advances, especially this Pravus' advances.

He normally kept to the mountains, because even being partially darker than the snow, he could manipulate the other Monrovians into thinking him a speck in the snow, or that he was nothing more than a leaf floating through the wind. She was beautiful, he would give her that, with her striking black coat, and with her Unda parentage she had a beautiful spray of silver, and turquoise scales.. He hadn't really ever found himself drooling over an Unda before, but perhaps because she was so young.. He kept telling himself he was drooling over the fish because he was hungry, and perhaps he could corner her into letting him gnaw on her.

And that was his last thought before he took action. His white and grey body strengthened with the bone plates that one would have to get close enough to see, moved closer to the Unda youngling, and he kept his smirk on his face. How would he choose to open his person to her? Would he just twist his-self to her vision and speak his mind to her? Oh, Ozy had many thoughts on this as well.. but the girl would get an old fashioned greeting. Because he kept moving toward her, and he knew before long she would be able to sense his being there. " Hello, girl. " He smiles. " What next? " And the game begins.