[h2][u]Yurel - Jaggi[/u][/h2]
Oh man. A herd of Duramboros was the last thing they needed to come across - since he knew Sauron was great at hunting, Yurel reckoned he could probably take one on if he was careful, but an entire herd would easily kill them all if they tried to take one out recklessly. Or at least he and Scrap. That said, Yurel immediately took refuge behind a somewhat larger rock, only glancing round once he was sure the Duramboros were avoiding the rock patch. Old habits died hard, after all - he had to stick an eye out a little ways to scan the herd for any weaker members, a member of the herd with a less well-developed tail perhaps, or preferably a juvenile. If they could isolate one or two of those and scare off the rest, they'd be able to take them out fairly handily with plenty of meat to spare, if Sauron wanted to take the risk.

'What's the plan, sir?' Yurel whispered, trying to read the herd as best he could. 'Do we want to try and hunt these guys, or should we find something else?'