The bozdog paced slowly towards Taylor, carefully and deliberately placing one huge grey paw in front of the other. Its fur was rough and muddy and its black eyes remained fixed intently upon her face as it drew closer. Its stocky body resembled that of a bear, but its face was dog-like, with a long, blunt muzzle and yellow fanged teeth. The hackles across its shoulders stood up raised and stiff, like a paintbrush or a carpet drenched in spilt chocolate milk. As Taylor gasped in terror, the bozdog pulled back its lips and growled at her, a long low sound that set her teeth on edge. She urgently needed to pee. Or run. Or both.
"Look away. Don't look it in the eye whatever you do." The mountain dragon hissed frantically in Taylor's ear. "It's come down here to get water and you are in its w
