Why it belongs. Krookodile is propped against a palm trunk on a moonlit beach with its arms folded over its belly and its long tail stretched out across the sand. A full moon hangs over a calm sea, a shooting star streaks across the sky, and two little flowering cacti sit at the edge of the scene. Its black mask reads like a pair of sunglasses, so it’s hard to tell whether it’s fast asleep or just very good at looking relaxed. Either way, it has the look of someone who has decided the night is theirs and isn’t in a hurry.