When I was younger, I loved visiting the local zoo. All the animals seemed to be mysterious and happy, each in it's own way. I couldn't stop thinking about where they came from, what they did in the wild and what they ate. I would look at the huge, gleaming teeth of the lions and tigers and imagine their power and might and be in awe of them completely. The crocodiles would sleep peacefully in the sunshine, seemingly harmless, but their lean, muscular bodies gave a scary reminder of their power.