The scarpion is a small beetle, 12cm long, but it is dangerous. It was discovered by African, entomologists Callahan Morat in the Sahara desert , while he was looking for rattle snakes, here he stumbled across this bizarre minibeast. He immediately brought it to England for further research by scientists they have been intrigued by this insect and so read on to find out more.

This creature is most similar to a Scorpions as it has its tail and pincers.  are alike. Only one has been found, They all have a strange scar or symbol on the side Andreas thick  scales like all my plates that protected from predators. They are cold blooded and their skin is paper thin but it’s as is as tough as leather.

Most Scarpions make little caverns  in the ground to house them and store food. It is believed that females lay their eggs in a hole and bury them. They can lay up to 2 eggs. Then they hatch with a tunnel up to the surface and find them on mother which will look after them for one year and then die.

The majority of Scarpions creep up on their prey and inject them with venom The venom will knock them out a number so they cannot feel for 15 minutes that’s give the scorpion time to eat then if you hack away at the remaining bits taking Of chunks to hide away in the cavern. They normally eat rats and mice but because they live in the desert there is not many rodents so they eat Ants  but they don’t inject them with poison and they just eat them alive Probably because they’re small and hard targets. Sometimes is the feeling risky they will try to attack snakes.

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