Just another day of hunting for treasure. While her family was still close to the shore of the ocean, Rumanzovia was exploring. This place was musty and full of bogs, and it seemed impossible that such a place could yield any treasure. But any good pirate knows you must search every nook and cranny for the hidden goods.
Flicking her long tail over her head, she headed deeper into the marsh, when a certain metallic scent caught her sharp nose. Zovia slept with her favorite bits of treasure, and she'd know that scent anywhere. The delicious, sharp smell of treasure, even hidden among the disgusting smell of rot and algae.
A smirk on her face, she finds the hidden cove of shining trinkets. Jackpot! she thinks. Zovia examines the pile closely, thinking of the best way to get these goods back to her home. She starts with her usual way, scooping them up in her mouth excitedly, being careful not to swallow any of the smaller pieces as she tasted the raw metal in her mouth.
