Детеныш Гонк

It's coming.

My fangs are sharpest.

<_loud, echoing raptor roar_>

Come! Crush them!

Grow strong for the hunt!

All are part of the hunt.

<cute little roar>

<underlay sound>

I am new to this world, but I greet you.

I have learned much from this hunt.

A mistake, I think.

My fangs are already sharp.

I won't forget this when I'm bigger.

I have wronged you.

This is pointless.

I am already hungry.

It's time to strike.

I am planning my tactics.

I must think.

Think like prey...

I am low on cards.

I am out of cards.

Even I need a weapon for that.

That takes more mana.

That minion has attacked.

I've already struck.

It needs to prepare.

My hand is full.

The battlefield is crowded.

It's in hiding.

Some things are beyond even the Lord of the Hunt.

I can't get to it.

I must punish the insolent one first.

I cannot do that.

I will be lord of the hunt. Just you wait.

My blessing on the new year.

It's time the hunt begins.

Happy Winter Veil.

I will learn from this.

My blessing on the new year.

Happy Fire Festival!

Yarr, I be the lord o' the hunt.

Happy Hallow's End.

Happy Noblegarden.

Are there good things to eat here?

<other sound>

You are bold to face me, priestess of Rezan.