Snippet #2816387

The beach lord didn't even seem to chew its food, instead ripping large chunks of meat and bone then swallowing it whole. It attention however slowly shifted from its meal to the probe. Its nostrils flared as it sniffed, not recognizing any scent from this strange newcomer but it was getting way too close to its kill so it gave a warning bellow.

The probe got a lucky break as another guttal bellow came from nearby, another beach lord. This one was smaller looking and lacked all the scary looking spikes this one had, it must've been female. Soon more males joined the beach surrounding the new female, it was mating season evidently.

The males circled around her and all made their roars, trying to compete against each other for whoever had the most powerful sounding one. Eventually the female grunted and shooed off all the competitors except one, our resident male who stole the kill. What came next usually involved the pair mating but instead the two CLASHED, head to head. They tackled each other, all 3 tons of weight slamming into each other.

This wasn't a fight of aggression, the female is fighting the male to test him. If he wins, they pair for life, if he loses she will eat him. The two kept ramming and slamming into each other, avoiding using their powerful jaws. Eventually the female backs down, the male victorious.