Plenty of things probably think of you as food, least I know how many of those things I've been paid to go hunt and kill with or without nobles tagging along. Getting eaten by a wyvern feet first is a really fun way to go and not many people are outrunning wyverns. [No malice in Yngvi's voice because it was a really good day out, fun for all the family but facts are facts and it's more that Myr has pointed ears that make him a thing the world'll try to crunch between its teeth than his magic in Yngvi's experience.]

All of mine got good hearty names. Maybe Truffles didn't. But they're up there with the main group, the pack leaders: Stroganugg, Rump Roast, Nug Wellington. [Are you sensing a theme yet?] They're good. Depends where you get 'em from, mine are pretty bold but they've had a year of me now but a quick wipe and they're clean, gentle, quiet, don't eat too much, affectionate. Find things and all of them hunker around it 'til you show up and deal with it.