A bit of history:
"This tongued one appeared with some kind of capsule that fell somewhere on the farm, it's hard to name him.... something. At least he doesn't let me see him, the first time he grabbed my hoof! we were playing tug-of-war, except for the fangs that grow on his jaws, which can only help hold prey, he has no teeth, but only tongues, they are difficult to read, they are of different sizes, and I wasn't even sure if he was intelligent until he asked for water, he drank a couple of 50-liter bottles and didn't Got drunk.... Well at least he's not trying to attack me"

If he meets someone, I'm afraid he will be interested in someone who is less than him, although who is more interested in him too