Young Frankenstein
(Yeah . . . I got nothing on this one either. Maybe the komodo dragon? Only because of the poison then waiting for the prey to drop tactic.)
Dweller in the muck
Deep beneath the waves
The Skudger wanders
Following the warmer tides
Battling eternal chills
It makes a tiny ping
Barely heard by all around
Searching for food and foes
Avoiding all that moves
And feasting on the frozen dead
Shifting colors
Of mottled black and grey
Dance along its scales
They act as first defense
Against all hungry mouths
Danger soon approaches
A starving Long-Toothed Brill
It flaps its fleshy wings
Kicking up a cloud
To mask its toxic spores
The Skudger waits
For its poison to hit home
Its toothless mouth quivering
In anticipation of a meal
That it will hold for days
Legends of Windemere 
I sure hope this creature will turn up in a story if it hasn’t already.
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Not yet. Need a good spot for it.
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Wouldn’t want to run into a Skudger any time soon. Good one.
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Thanks.
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😊
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I’m guessing they don’t mention this guy on the tour brochures.
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It’s in the fine print.
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Like the name Skudger!
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It works really well.
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