The Guard who shot the squirrel, a gangly fellow as narrow in his brigandine as his compound bow, rushes up to Leonard as he stands. "My lord, Sir Leonard, sir, I think you should come with me. I was with Brother Thomas when that...thing attacked, though I managed to chase the thing out here before it did him any real damage. I'm...I'm sorry sir but I panicked and left him there rather than let the thing run free."