Some people were animalistic in nature, others in looks, some both... Alex was the ZOOs alligator. He hated living here, but until he could prove he wasn't lustful for blood... which was hard with out many 'incidents' he got into. He wouldn't be allowed to go back into the wild.

Drips of water from the enclosures water fountain made simple white noise in the surrounding area, hidden cicadas chirping while visitors of the Zoo passed by Alex's encloser with luaghs and smiles. Every now and then, Alex would snap at a kid, sending the poor thing screaming and sobbing to their caretakers arms. Or a rocky guest would shout at Alex, and he would snap at them, reminding them he still had sharp teeth. The sound of heels clicking against concrete soon approuched, Alice, was the Zoo manager.

"Alex! You got a visitor in your enclosure today. Be nice!" She shouted at him with a stern glare, placing her first on her hip, fibgers curled around her clipboard as usual.

"Shove off Alice..." he grumbled, sinking into the cool water in the shade of the cyprus trees.