Catch and Don't Release

Being so large came with the burden of being hungry often. It was a good thing that Oxx liked to hunt. Really, he would have liked a petite young woman to hunt and feed him, but perfect women were in short supply. He'd only found one, and a huntress... she was not. Siren was a magical being. A goddess in wolven form. He would never ask her to hunt for him. So, he had to do it for himself.

Catching the scent of those strange, black and white striped horses, Oxx shifted his course, moving to the edge of a wide spread of long grass where he hunkered down and watched them. As he did, he noted another wolf striding by. And not just any wolf, but a hulking, purple shaded fae. She looked just as hungry as he felt. Together, they could surely bring down one of the stripey equines. "Lady," he rumbled in greeting, flashing his odd, serrated teeth in a too-wide mouth. "Shall we pool our efforts and share a meal?" Dark eyes glittered as he waited for an answer.

"Oxx Carpathius"