Sunbeam Lair I can't wait

He dreamt of wild things. Of him and Aure on the beach. He could have the dark-girl by his feet. The dark mocha girl -- albeit she had maimed him -- could be there too. On his other side. Looking at the ocean. Just like Aure wanted. The wind whipped towards him and he leaned down, locking his teeth in the dark-girl, Vespera. And she crumbled to ash.
Aure fell down by his side, the scars adorning her face writhing with maggots and rot.
The mocha woman laughed like the goddess of death before the salted air ripped her form away; leaving naught but a stain.
He could only watch in despair as his desires left; this was the fear that fueled him to find Aure.

It took a heartbeat for the storm to become aware of the presence stumbling over him. In the next heartbeat, his was rising in a flash, maw opening to grasp the stranger as they cried out in alarm.
He drove upwards and snapped onto his leg, growling softly.
He didn't appreciate being awoken.

He started to rise fully, unfurling his gangly limbs with his hold on the stranger. He shook slightly, his maw loosening just enough to be an opening. If the other knew how to take the opportunity.
"Who are you." He demanded. No mercy in his voice.
No welcome; well, clearly.
He bristled, his back legs quivering slightly.