It is a harmless, skittish little being that flees at the approach of any larger creature.
Many people shrink away from reptiles.
Outnumbered and chased, the young adventurer was forced to flee through the ancient forests of Ireland toward his home in Mach Seola. This warrior, Earclasaigh, had been awake for days. He made his way for hours through the rocky wilderness, until exhaustion overcame him. Ahead of his enemies, he succumbed to sleep by the side of the trail home. The enemy tribesmen continued their relentless pursuit, pounding toward the land of the Ua Briuin, near the lakes and crannogs of Connaught.