Venator was going crazy. He could smell an intruder. The big cat was extremely excited and loud roars could be heard from his cage. He was pacing frantically inside, he wanted to find this intruder and kill it. He wanted to hunt. He knew the smells of the guild members, and knew that his master, Sonitus, didn't like him killing them. But the scent he smelled was foreign, which meant he had no restrictions on killing it. Of course, the big cat wasn't thinking this directly, his thoughts more aligned with: "New scent! Must find, must hunt, must [i]kill[/i]!"