@tzarov liked for a starter
Gojira was neither dense nor stupid, he was well aware there where others like him. This wasn’t his home, he had no idea where he was. No longer was he in his own kingdom, this was someone else’s kingdom. There is always another king, as a pup Gojira was familiar with that line of thinking. He was aware that there was always someone bigger- hell, even back home he had to deal with bigger clowns who wanted to take what was his.
Gojira had seen already a few kings, other alphas, and they sure as hell saw him. For now, there was no confrontation- that was until one had began to approach him on the bedside of the lake Goji had been basking at. Rising to his full height as Ivan approached, shaking off some of the birds that had began to preen Goji in the process. It was clear that Goji had began to tense up a bit, his tail lazily sweeping behind him followed by a loud chuff greeted Ivan.
