Lion Head Mesa Aquiline

"Well, you can understand them - unlike most crawlers, these guys have actual working brains!" as Birk said this, he turned his head to look at the rocky area behind him and for a moment he was pretty sure he caught glimpse of his dinner in the distance. But then again those guys were so good at camouflage that against the reddish-brown-gray background they were not easy to spot.

"Plus, I don't know, if I would want to befriend an animal that could set out to catch me and eat my sacred flesh. No matter, how cool they were," the man shrugged. The boy proceeded to introduce himself. "Seff, good to know you! I am Birk. The Free Man. And what kind of man are you?"