Anzux sat on the giant carcass of a behemoth right on the shores of a lake. He tore flesh from the recent kill, taking the creatures strength as his own. He was well within the boundaries of his territory. His pack was elsewhere pursuing their own hunts together. He always hunted alone, the pack merely got in his way and his prey was beyond their capacity.
He gorged himself on the creature nearly as big as he was, each bite sending huge hunks of meat down his gullet.
He's been trying to force his pack to evolve and grow. He was powerful beast and he wanted a mate that could be equal to himself. He even looked at the females of other Apex packs. But so far no creature had the capacity to bare his offspring.
So he sat there, a king of monsters with no heir, eating alone on an island of monsters.
But not everything was so uneventful, if life in a hostile jungle could ever be called such a thing, new creatures have come from the sea in large wooden structures and have made dens on the beach. They are little creatures and exceedingly curious. Anzux was curious of them as well, so he had been watching them from a distance for a while now. They would hunt, as any creature would, take from the forest the things they need to live, and it appeared they required much to live if their dens and nests were anything to go on, they had quite the skill for building. He wondered if they had any strength to offer his pack, strength which they took through consuming others.
But so far Anzux forbade his pack from consuming them just yet, their antics amused him and he wanted to know more about them before they tasted their essence.
He had been thinking to himself, and when he looked down he saw some small scavengers trying to eat his meal. He let out a loud bark that sent them scurrying before he returned to his meal.
