George paused, listening to the older man and wishing, although it felt odd to be thinking such things, that his father was not dead.
"I have not seen such a thing, Lord Granville. I admit that... I may have assumed the nature of the beast, but I can not think of any other thing it may have been. It was certainly no dog, and it was certainly no man, nor man-like thing." He licked over dry lips, feeling faintly sick as the moment the creature attacked Adith again flashed through his mind. "The creature certainly had fur. Or thick hair, at least, like an animals." He said, "And you would be welcome, Lord Granville. I will of course let you know, but it may be a week or so before Adith... Master Lloyd is well enough to be reminded of the event."