<div class="floatright">(http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/Stia616/Elf_Rogueavatar.jpg)</div><br/>Tavia looked at the company of people around her. “So what do we do with it? Just let it run around, eat on of us maybe…  Because I don’t really fancy that. And I’m sure none of you would much fancy that either.” She glares at the beast, grinning wickedly “Though I’m sure it would make a lovely handbag or two… Given the size, though I’m no craftsman, I’d say a nice pair of shoes to match. Could sell them for a small fortune!”