"I've heard about that," says the man. "I hear about a lot of things, in fact. I gave a bit a thought to checking it out myself, but as I said, I'm not usually much for hunting. Not my specialty, really. And besides, there's just one of me."
The man close his eye for a moment, and then both open, and he leans forward a bit. "Say," he begins, "I don't have much preference for which way I'm headed most of the time. How'd it be if I tagged along with you fellows for a bit? Like I said, I hear things. Such as how whatever has been troublin' folks in yonder pastures, well, it makes a big mess, but it doesn't seem much interested in dragging off its prey to be eaten. Strange, if you ask me. But I can defend myself though, so I wouldn't be getting in your way or anything things."
The mans eyes close again as he lies back to relax. "Up to you though," he says, shrugging subtlely.