Darahil remained still as ever, though his response was swift. "If they begin to make cocoons, it would be prudent to put them back into captivity until we can learn more about these 'hunters.'"

Vera nodded. "I agree. While they may be tame before changing, we should learn more about how they behave before allowing a flying chaurus near the city." Vera gave a small smile in consolidation. "The other roles they can take in the meantime sound quite useful. Your work is valuable as always, Paralain."

Ariel sat with pursed lips at the latest topic. She had been shown the chaurus pens on her tour yesterday, and though she had curiosity then, the chaurus were as interesting as they were terrifying. One had pierced a pig skull with its pincers in front of her eyes and dissolved it partly with its acid. The sight and smell was not soon one she would forget, much less the mental image of a larger one with wings.