 Jaws That Bite had a death wish. She loved to take challenges and do dares that often had the chance of ending in horrible dismemberment all in the name of fun. Maybe that's why she had been driven to the southern shores of the sea. Those banks had claimed many a life with their quicksand and poisonous creatures of many shapes and sizes and Jabberwocky viewed them as the perfect place to earn a name for herself. Plus, she'd heard a wicked tribe lived along the borders and she wanted to prove that she was worthy of joining.
Jaws That Bite had a death wish. She loved to take challenges and do dares that often had the chance of ending in horrible dismemberment all in the name of fun. Maybe that's why she had been driven to the southern shores of the sea. Those banks had claimed many a life with their quicksand and poisonous creatures of many shapes and sizes and Jabberwocky viewed them as the perfect place to earn a name for herself. Plus, she'd heard a wicked tribe lived along the borders and she wanted to prove that she was worthy of joining.As she walked along the banks, her faithful companion a caiman she'd named Eyes of Flame walked along behind her, his eyes keeping watch. For whatever reason, the reptile never seemed satisfied with what prey he managed to catch - he was always hungry for more. Jabber could understand that, which is why she often hunted to feed the both of them. There was nothing like a good fish or small mammal to stave off hunger. Just as the thought crossed her mind, the doe's stomach gave a painful snarl. Yup, it was definitely time to go fishing. With that in mind she waded into the shallow water, careful not to step on anything for fear of death.
 
         
         
        

 
    
                    
 
                         
                         
                         
						

