[Caitlyn scowls down at the ground, frustrated with herself for not having come back here sooner and frustrated with the feeling of being no closer to catching this killer even after weeks of work and sleepless nights.]

What purpose would anyone have for killing it? Did it know something? Was it guarding something? Did it possess something of import?

[And how is its death connected to the murder of those men and the mysterious vanished woman?

She frowns and steps away from the creature, both to escape the scent and to look for clues, footprints, anything that might indicate that someone else came down here since last night.]