It was the commotion that drew Hopper. Heâ€™d been bounding along, scouting out bolt holes and safe zones that he could use to enjoy a drawn out meal if he had the chance, when the crash of something large bursting through the trees caught his attention. He crouched low and turned his head just in time to see two nymphs running from a nasty looking Satyar that was feasting on one of their friends while grinding the other beneath his hooves.<br/><br/>His eyes flicked between the two until one was snatched away by something hiding in the foliage. Another predator, he figured, which left the last still making a frantic run deeper into the forest.<br/><br/>Nymphs were a bit of a novelty to him as heâ€™d rarely had the chance to interact or even observe them. Thus, curiosity piqued, he bounded off after her, trying to stay high and unnoticed as he moved through the green highway of the trees.