"Heh, I don't eat things that can talk back, just so long as they don't try to kill me or anything." He lies down on his stomach, and grins across at the little panther. "In all fairness, I'm used to the whole 'scared of dragons' thing. It's a shame people tend to run away before I get a chance to speak to them, but oh well. So, where'd you get that wound, anyway? Predators?"