Under the perpetual starlight, two Elves stared at the creature they’d cornered.

“What is it?” asked one.

“I don’t know. I’ve never seen anything like it,” the other replied. He winced at the creature‘s enraged bellowing and said, “It’s certainly not worth keeping for the beauty of its calls.”

“The pelt’s too coarse to be much use,” said the first, puzzling over the bushy tail growing from the creature's muzzle, “but maybe the meat tastes good.”

“Let’s see.”

Thwock!

Thud.

“Funny about the clothes, isn’t it?”

“Yes. I’ve never undressed game before. What do you think - chops or roasts?”