The farn beast coughed again, more distant this time.
"They're moving away," Lin said.
"Damn!" Extrone said.
"It's a good thing the wind's right, or they'd be coming back, and fast, too."
"Eh?" Extrone said.
"They charge on scent, sight, or sound. I understand they will track down a man for as long as a day."
"Wait," Extrone said, combing his beard. "Wait a minute."
"Yes?"
"Look," Extrone said. "If that's the case, why do we bother tracking them? Why not make them come to us?"
"They're too unpredictable. It wouldn't be safe. I'd rather have surprise on our side."