The dragon hissed at the traps, before suddenly blinking. "OH! I think I know what happened. The fae found the traps, and likely removed the tags and moved the traps. Let the trappers see how 'sporting' it is for the animals that get caught in them.<br/><br/>Or maybe the hunter is just a scumbag that needs to be put in one of these traps. Either works for me."<br/><br/>Devaguea looked over the burial cairn, deliberately respecting the markers that showed its boundary, even as he snagged some berries to eat. "Damien, Talia, know anything about these things?"