<em>Bark!<br/><br/>Hiss!<br/><br/>Snarl!<br/></em><br/>Someone was moving toward the bone, Zeu's bone! That bone he had worked so hard (not!) to get! That bone that was clearly his and nobody else's! Ah, but they were so ... big and tall and ... scary. They might eat him! Or worse, take his bone! And then they took his bone! Not the bone! That was Zeu's bone! Not Tall's bone! Curse you Tall ... or ... well ... that is rather confusing, too. This ... thing, it was a bit more like Zeu, and as Zeu slowly peeked himself around the corner of his hovel, his bone being tossed to his side with a skid, sliding behind him (though the dumbfounded look on Zeu's face would be as if he didn't quite notice), he noticed that there were more like him, and none of them were green, or brown, or had harsh scales. Everyone looked so ... smooth and soft ... especially that ... helpful one.<br/><br/>OH! THE BONE! Yes!<br/><br/>Frantically searching for that most delicious and delectable, that had, again, been worked so very hard for, treat in ever of all that was ever and ... AH-HA! It was behind Zeu the whole time, but he found it just fine, after stumbling backward and tripping awkwardly on it, but found it he did. Scooping the bone up in his mouth, again with that oh-so-clever-and-important-smile, then trotting out to<em>meet</em>with the other fair skinned reptiles that were all walking about a fairly big rock... which obviously needed to be marked, because nobody else was doing it and they all clearly had some kind of grudge against the thing. You pee on things that are annoying you but you can't hurt. That's just how things work! Besides, something seemed to ... sooth Zeu's troubled mind. Something nice and soft like that of a mother's voice.<br/><br/>Zeu, as was custom, trudged over on all fours, still naked with bone in mouth, and urinated on the short side of the stone table closest to him, somewhere fairly near the head of the dragon that he could not see nor cared about. After reliving himself fully, Zeu looked to the very tall lady with blond hair who had helped him earlier and grinned, still with bone in mouth, then ... barked, for a lack of a better word (but more of a throaty growl), in joy. It was awfully nice of this whatever-she-was to help out, and oh she was ... enjoyable? There was something about quite a few of these ... things-like-him. They were, how does one put it, fun to look at. If Zeu had the linguistics to really put it to use, the word would be "pretty." Yes, they were all awfully pretty, even the men, with their hair all nice and flowing, but the one that helped was ... special.<br/><br/><em><strong> “Fack I think a ferret ‘as shat in me mouth.”</strong></em><br/><br/>OH DEAR IN HEAVENS! ...oh, just... another one of them things, jabbering about. That one almost sounded like Zeu, how fun! (Or scary, because more monsters is never a good thing.)