Night Hunt

You haven't lived until you have been chased by
a bloodthirsty pack of Frilled Striders, at night,
while they pulse light of various hues. Then
when they are good and mad you fly up into the
canopy and enjoy the light show far below. It is
beautiful and disconcerting as you can often hear
their jaws snapping far below on the jungle floor.
-Humura Glidebright, Owlfolk Librarian