Cuan shook Lakama's hand, nodding a bit. "Bit of an odd way to lure out food," he said, cocking an eyebrow. "Most prey knows to run when it hears roars, howls or other sounds predators make."<br/><br/>"But what do you mean by it having possibly worked out anyways?" he asked, looking around the clearing. "I don't see anything..." he added, thinking perhaps Lakama must've seen something he didn't.