The Medicine Seller had quick reflexes and managed to catch hold of the Munga's lead. He was then, however, engaged in a sort of circular dance as he had to constantly step out of the way of the enraged little bugger who wanted nothing more than to gnaw on his ankles.

He was of a generally kind disposition to animals, but these little lizards tested his seemingly infinite patience.

"Is it yours?" He asked slowly, with a sort of halting cadence.