He nodded to her words of what it was, the size alone marked the predator. And he had caught glimps of his fathers knife still embedded into the things sternum. He would go and unload his things, and place them on the ground, unfolding the long roll that looked like a sleeping bag. INstead it held a multitude of weapons, aswell as some custom made items. He then undid a map, laying it out, the map was made on skin of a hair mamal. Rocks he found he would use to hold down the map in front of where she sat. " OK here, this is where the group got attacked. Recently." He would show her with his knifes tip lightly tapping. It showed a spot not far away.<br/><br/>" They have been watching this place it seems. They can not get us here, but they know people use it. Which is why this one flew over us."<br/>He tapped that land mark with the long necked rock. " Cause this is their roost. My father tracked them once with a group. Only one came back, with their notes he wrote." His eyes went on to her gaze. " He died not long after, the beast hit beside his kidney. "Then he hit another spot, down by the lake. " Before they came there was a smaller one here. But with it gone, the smaller predators have taken this spot. And swarm the area between there and the rock mountain. "<br/><br/>He noted her beauty, but was intent, gave her all he knew, and crouched there.