"Those bits I've heard," Ewan blushed, wiping juice from his face. He used to be well mannered, anyway. "Was more wondering its going to try and incinerate us. Some birds can be territorial, you know."
And then a great shape leapt from the shadows toward the pair. It was a canine of some sort, thick and muscular, with thin fur and a wide snout. It landed on Ewan who screamed, "Help! OFF! Get it-" of course the wild dog was licking and tussling with the boy as it would a pack-mate.