Hoshor Plains I want to make a creature of you.

From another angle, obscured mostly by the tall grasses becoming weighted by a splash of rain, Atomsk watched the horses run too. He'd never seen a horse before. They smelled edible; their resemblance to the shape of a very tall, fat deer made them look edible; but for whatever reason, watching them daunted Atomsk from the idea a hunt. He knew he'd be wasting a lot of energy trying to catch one of these long-tailed deer. They had a more powerful gait than a mountain lion, and he was not interested in tangling with those legs if it came down to it.

The colossal started to move on when he noticed a canine figure in the distance. Interested, he began to stride towards it, ears high and broad muzzle level as he came forward with an unabashed manner to investigate.