The campfire flickered illuminating the sleeping mound and then it stirred coming, to its feet the lizard stood its tongue flickering. Then it moved heading towards the beach, the rope tightening and holding it back. The lizard dug in it’s feet and strained until with a snap the rope flew apart.<br/><br/>It was hungry and after it’s snack this morning it knew where there was easy food to be had. Moving swiftly it reached the beach and then it paused, its tongue flickering as it scented prey. Turning it decided and headed towards the small furry shape near the humans, its feet carrying it rapidly across the sand.<br/>