I had just started out and built myself a sturdy cabin on the Southern end of the island. I had my para and i had my dodo, becky. I leave the cabin, bouta gather some wood when a sarco had other ideas, leaping forward and biting me. I somehow didn't die. I reach for my bow and pause as i see becky hauling ass straight at the thing, fearlessly. It took no more than a minute until becky sent the gator sky high