Tuktu Weir i ate a magical raisin and turned into frankenstein

@Aeliana - rolled here to determine the outcome

His nose, although truthfully it was more his grumbling stomach, led him on a roundabout route that left him swearing he'd pass the same boulder more than once and just when he'd had about enough he finally, after at least a solid hour of searching, found the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. His treasure came in the form of thick, sable antlers and a two toned coat that looked like more like a five star seared steak in his ravenous gaze. 

The was a small band of them, all physically young and fit, drinking a good distance away at the lake's edge with one always seemingly keeping an eye out for any threats. He found it strange for them to be so close to the mountain range for he knew they usually preferred the open terrain and he wondered if perhaps they were migrating to their summer encampment where they would likely raise a new generation of their species. It was then that his eyes drifted to the female's bellies and one, with slightly protruding sides, became his unfortunate target of choice - if only because the odds tugged ever so slightly in his favor if he chose her and her assumed unborn child.