Sink your teeth in.
Savor the flavor.
Oh, you were hungry.
It's fresh. Still wet with life.
Unsullied by salt or fire.
Grisha Hunter
The pup is yours.
That's your offer?
No.
(scoffs) You waste my time.
Hm... a priestiess.
(sniffs) You stink of coin.
Come barter.
(sniffs) No coin?
Keep walking.
Hm... a brigand.
Hm... a priest.
Hm... a knight.
You must be famished.
I hear your belly speak. It hungers.
You want the pup?
He won't be cheap.
The pup is yours.
A good catch, no?
Found him chasing froggas.
All while momma grisha slept.
Still young enough to train.
He’ll fetch a high price…
… for the right buyer.
They make good guards.
Careful. No hands in cage.
What are you doing?
Thief! Get away from our Grisha!
What are you doing?