A thick dark blue tongue stretches out and around his scaley lips wetting them delightedly, and his big nostrils twitch as he takes in her luscious scents.  “You smell a bit sweet,” he snorts over her, “they serve me desert first?”  His eyes furrow with a bit of annoyance before another snort washes over her.  “No, you’re not.  But my nose says you’re still quite the meaty treat and so you’ll due.  For now.”  He growled toward her.  “Oh and my belly,” he pauses just as it violently bubbles its desire to be filled, “mmmph… doesn’t really care if you’re from the village or not.  But, it will have to wait.  I always enjoy my meals with lots of tasting.”  He rumbles with a delighted mmmm and the corners of his jaws rise in a wicked smile.<br/><br/>His eyes scan her body again, and catch her tail’s new coating.  One brow quirks while a deep snarl builds up.  “Trickery!?” He barks in a loud voice.