Mud shifted beneath the river bed. A huge creature with the body of a crocodile and the head of a lion. He shook his mane to get the water out. He lived in Metsotopia. He was extremely territorial and roared at every animal who tried to drink from his water hole. He lived alone and lived off killing the barracuda and whatever animal was stupid enough to come near him. His sharp teeth were able to tear through flesh as easily as a knife cutting through butter. Everything left him alone for fear of being his next meal.