He found the clearing where flickering flames and a giant monster were fighting a wall of water and a two chanting men.  Hefting the massive branch over a clump of hard brush, he sighed heavily and noted the distinct lack of edibles.<br/><br/>"It figures, couldn't have been a party with food and drink.  Noooo...of course not.  Had to be a giant dog-thing and a wildfire."  As he stepped into the large space, he blinked as he witnessed three cryptic forms scrambling towards the beast, a woman within the water, another person with a long braid, and the man chanting the song that had lured him there.  "What the hell?!"  He paused and gave the beast a quick look, gauging its size and strength, his gaze lingering on the talons on its feet.<br/><br/>"Branches don't make claw-marks."  As he thought back to the photo, a diluted sense of fury and justice washed over him.  It was familiar, but strangely distant, as though he was merely sampling some greater feast he was not yet privy to.  His expression darkened and he lifted the piece of tree over his shoulder, walking towards the monster with no discretion.<br/><br/>Moving past the chanting man and ignoring the ghastly creatures, he hefted the weighty impromptu weapon and pulled back, not caring which head he pulverized, as long as it knew the vengeance whispering around his hungering heart.<br/><br/>"Yo, mongrel!  Fetch!"  And so he swung.