You'd think. she smirked, but didn't say anything. Sure, most animals didn't go and hunt unicorns, but there were always one and two...As much as it would have pleased her to leave him in the dark, she succumbed to the temptation of putting Mr. Pony in his rightful place. Oooh...Mr. Pony was such an apt name for her employer. "Well, sir," she said, trying not to laugh, "There are always homunculi, and dogs. Or perhaps they don't have such things in your rural corner of the world." She just couldn't stop baiting him.
It took her a while to realize that she'd lost the scent and brought them into unfamiliar territory. Ooops...The trees were thicker here, and she barely had enough room to move. However, she was too proud to turn back, so she just kept on walking on. After all, not much could hurt a homunculus, especially one with fangs, claws, and intelligence.