Thirty the Crocodile was always hungry, always looking for food. He had been searching for weeks, and he had finally found something that could fill his empty belly. He had come across Twenty Nine, a small, scared deer who had been left alone in the forest. Thirty was excited to finally have a meal, but he couldn't help but feel a bit of pity for the little one. He approached it slowly, hoping to not frighten it away. He opened his mouth wide and let out a deep roar, and Twenty Nine trembled in fear. He was too scared to run, so he just sat there, trembling. Thirty slowly inched closer and closer until he was directly in front of it. He opened his mouth again, wider this time, and swallowed Twenty Nine in one gulp. It was a large mouthful, but Thirty was very satisfied. He burped contentedly and went off in search of another meal. Twenty Nine was gone, but Thirty had been able to feed his hunger.