APPROACHING THE GROUP OF GIGANTIC WARMBLOODS

I WAS FIRST DRAWN

TO THE HAIRY, FOURLEGGED BRUTE

PRANCING AROUND THE TOWERING BIPEDS

THE SMELL OF THE MAMMAL'S THICK, YOUNG BLOOD

STIRRED SOMETHING IN MY ABDOMEN

MY EGGS WERE NOW READY TO DEVELOP

AND YEARNED FOR SUSTENANCE

HIS BLOOD WOULD DO JUST FINE