The creature steps out from around a tree followed by a whistling grunt and lays its eyes on them instantly. They are standing about sixty feet away from each other, no one moving.
Mystara had never seen or heard anything about these nasty looking creatures.
To be exact, what they are about to come face to face with is referred to as a Lionrat. This is a young male, so he is not a hunter and is probably out patrolling his territory. The one in front of them stands about four feet tall. Its dark beady black eyes stare intensely void of emotion, they cannot be sure of its next move.
Slowly, the hairy brown thing in front of them lowers its round belly to the ground and sticks out its back haunches. It is getting ready to pounce like a cat on its prey. All at once it shows its four long
