Everything has gone down the drain, it seems to the poor mouse boy. The source of the dangerous smell was as bad as he feared; a huge, deadly lizard. And now the lizard and dragons seemed on the edge of a fight. The mouse boy may be smart, but he certainly isn't strong. The last thing he wants to do is have to try and fight for his life. Either one of these huge predators could make a meal out of him. But he has to have water soon, or else... The boy decides that he can't turn back now. It's drink or die. He decides that since the two preds were distracted he could crawl to the other end of the watering hole, and try to use as much cover as possible to sneak close to the water and get a drink. He slowly, and carefully begins to crawl through the underbrush, trying his hardest not to make any noise.