Alexander's Ironback begins to take the bait, it slowly comes back down to the ground, but keeps its' claws ready. It keeps an eye on you, yet does not make eye contact. Joshua said that that was a good sign.. It fears you, but not to the point it wishes to run away, or fight you. As decent of a start as any. It begins to come towards Alexander's piece of meat, and soon grabs it. It retreats a little backwards with it and begins to slowly eat it, eyes still fixated, now on your feet. You remember Joshua telling you that Ironbacks are a very common, and good choice, for hunters to have. They're generally quite clever, if old enough can be sort of ridden, can defend themselves easily, and will eat nearly anything you shove into your mouth, which helps with their voracious hunger. They can, however, be extremely over protective of their charges, and jealously guard you, which can be awkward if you wish to 'get close' to another Hunter. Plus, they do attempt to 'mark' you occasionally, to tell you that while they're yours, you're theirs' as well. Harmless, but annoying. Across the forest... Imgor's pursuers hastily begin to chase, the one that stung him though begins lagging behind, the poison it injected making tiny droplets as its' stinger is still 'in action'. The event can be sort of heard by everyone, their buzzing gets louder and louder... And more specimens can be heard entering the vicinity. It sounds like an additional three, or four, even. Joshua's words echo in your mind again, "Don't run away... just always remember, [i]you[/i], are called a [b]Hunter[/b] for a reason! Whatever you face is your [i]prey[/i]. Always make sure your prey is worthy, and your cause is just." You are a hunter... called that for a reason. These are but wasps! You won't run so easily, will you? The sacred Adage of the hunters guild coms into your mind again, "We are hunters for a reason... Our enemies, however foul, are simply our worthy prey.". It is said the phrase itself makes you just strong enough, if you truly believe in it. Again, in a small clearing... The Harpy-Beast is stunned by those visceral attacks, and can only slowly get up. It sharpens its' claws with themselves, making anomalous sparks as it scrapes them. It's mouth begins producing more and more viscous liquids, the green, thick fluid trails down it's mouth. It seems to begin to choke, then snort. It then pukes onto its' own boney points. "One of the beasts' greatest weapons are their own fluids... They gain anomalous properties, such as being both highly poisonous, and highly corrosive. Do not let them spit at you, or god forbid, puke down your throat. If the latter happens, you will certainly die afterwards, if you don't manage to get it out yourself.", Joshua reminds in Nikolaus' memories, at the sight. At this point, if you allow to hit it once, you'll have to waste a large amount of medicine just to survive the after affects, if you [i]do[/i] live, anyway.