Trouncing through the forest as fast as his feet could carry him, Winston was enjoying his romp through the woods. His was having the best of days until he returned to his campsite to find nothing short of some kind of monitor lizard assaulting his food. He was a big man, red haired and leanly built. He wasn't afraid of the lizard, but didn't fancy picking it up with his hands. He grabbed a nearby stick and began to poke at it. Hey now. Off with ya. Hya!"