Dragoncrest Cliffs Get yer meathooks off me!

"That would be wonderful!" Merlin replied and wagged his tail. True - his lean and lanky form was more suited for tracking, running and chasing rather than being stealthy as a cat and attacking from an ambush. Plus, it meant team-work - if you stumbled and made a mistake, someone else could take cover for you, while you returned to the game. Plain and simple.

"What do you have here - deer or wild boar?" he asked next, having hunted or tracked both at some point in his career and learned the hard way that either prey needed different approach, if you did not wish to end up stomped to death, teared in half or kicked in the head.