You fall in step with the raptor as he makes a somewhat regal salute "Very good sir, now please step lively we do have a long way to go" You watch as he apprarently is slowing his step so you can keep up, you have a feeling catching you would hardly air out his large long chicken legs. his eyes focus straight ahead, even when he speaks to you, A very regimental air. The only sounds of his breathing and footclaws on the ground forces you to make conversation "Um... So what exactly is your job?" he sternly replies. A bit of everything, Pest control, Greater, butler, Food taster" You notice a smile from the side of his lips "Flavor fetcher, Cleanup and repair. Pretty much anything they need of me." Somehow your amazed "And what do you get in return?" With the steady firmness he continues "Food and Board, very hard to get even that these days. Your born in or your not. MUch better than being in the wild let me tell you" You watch as he takes a deep breath "Three squares a day, A warm bed to sleep in, Pretty much affection from everyone. Call me a pet if you want, but I've got a job, a sense of purpose." A look back shows his tail thrashing slightly "Well, were almost there, You have been quiet cooperative, I shall file that in my report" You are led into a large chamber, tables above you, made for giants,along the sides are cages, you think you see a sink and a roaring fire.. it is a kitchen, you turn to the raptor as he writes down a few lines in his notebook "Oh, good day Mr. Human, If you survive long enough do look me up and we can chat more, They call me Trevor" Now to deliver my report to the big man, A liontaur, can't miss him, he runs this place. See you around" The raptor struts off, leaving you alone.. and a tad confused.