As you push deeper into the tangled undergrowth, the sound of dripping water and rustling leaves surrounds you. Suddenly, a strange croaking echoes overhead, followed by a burst of color—a feathery, chameleon-like wyvern with bulging eyes and a serpent’s tongue drops from the branches. Its wings spread wide, shimmering with greens and purples, as it lets out a guttural, squawking cry. The Pukei-Pukei eyes you curiously, tail twitching and dripping with toxins. Then, with a violent snap of its tongue, it makes its intentions clear: you are intruding on its hunting grounds.