Born in wilderness of a far away ocean, I smuggled my way to the far north. Life was good, plenty of food and the environment was brilliant to grow strong since for some reason, there were these strange two footed beings feeding us regularly, and the strange thing is that they were not living in the water.... impossible you might say.
But I still needed more substenance than those dry flakes, so I did what I do in my natural environment, I fed myself with inhabitants of the small enclosure that I ended up in.
And since small enclosures are what I am used to, I will only fly the smallest of things, frigates, but beware, small animals bite as well.
And grew big. Now if I could return to my original habitat I would be crowned King Worm.