Hunt for the Beast

What's that?
Speak up!
Tell us about the snake-thing.
A snake-thing.
He stopped, he licked his lips.
Ever so big.

Where?
You couldn't have a beastie, a snake-thing.
Did you hear that?
In the woods.
I'm scared.

But there isn't a beastie!
We'll make sure when we go hunting.
Wait!
I'll come too.

Sorry.
You can't come.
Except the hunters.
What d'you mean?

I suppose, I might kill,
by myself...