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A fine hunt!

I remember this well, I was out on a terribly long Hunting venture, in the Ettenmoors. The conflict was not for me, so I headed Southwards. Coming across an Elk, I drew my bow to chin-length, and released. Suddenly, the Elk ran off! Sure that I had hit my target, I ran after it; only to find this warg, hunched up, lying in it's place.