[ Thanks for eating weird Boiling Isles food with him, Casey. He'd have soured a bit if Casey had complained.

Hunter polishes off his own not-dog quickly, crunching on one of the leftover legs afterwards. ]

Oh. Uh - we were scouts together. Before I became the Golden Guard. I had to prove to my uncle I was up to the task. So that meant scout trials, and then scout duties. We did a lot of patrols together.