The starlight filtering through the glass surrounding the Norn Terrarium on the Shee Ark was certainly noticable, casting a beautiful glow on the trees, the grass, and the water on the pond. Perhaps it was this way because the hand had the light level turned down due to some photosensitive creatures living here. Or maybe it was because it was still early morning. Regardless, the Norn Terrarium was truely a sight to see.
Strangely, the room was empty of its namesake creatures. Maybe they were hiding in the bushes or something, or perhaps in the Learning Room. Then again, it may have been that they were being kept in the Capillata down below. Whatever the reason, it made one creature's plans a lot easier to carry out.
Next to the Weather machine, there was a door that lead to the dreaded Jungle Terrarium, land of mossie flies, pirahnas, and of course grendels. And it was opening now.
Through it came a rather bizarre example of a creature. A pale white all over, its body was made of Zebra and Civet norn, but perched rather precariously on top of all this was the head of a golden-colored jungle grendel. Given the odd proportions, it seemed surprising that the creature didn't lose his balance because of his head.
This creature was, in fact, a grendel (or "grorn," if you wanted to use the technical term for a norn/grendel hybrid) of the kind known as Bianci. Given their ways, it was only obvious what this one was in here for: Norn eggs. Bianci grendels were obsessed with norn eggs, probably because they gained life from them. And when you were a creature with a 5 hour lifespan, you wanted all the life you could get.
The grendel paused, glancing around, taking in the smells of the surrounding area. Hardmen were normally found in the Jungle area, but if any were around here they certainly weren't going to spare him. A grendel was a grendel, and to them all grendels were beasts. Not so this guy, even with his instictive love of eggs.
A few moments later, and he had detirmined the coast was clear. A few minutes later, he approached the elevator, ready to descend to the lower levels in search of those coveted semi-spheres.
((Unless you are a Creatures 3/Docking Station player yourself, you probably won't make much sense of this.
Myself and Fireheart.))