For his part, Bruce is trying to decide several things - first, if they can get anywhere secure without having to engage any of the wildlife, and second, if that metal ring there looks like it's grown in or like someone put it there. He shifts his weight, takes one step backwards onto a rock and hoists himself up a little higher, narrowing his eyes as he takes in the plateau, then drops back down with an edge of graceful effortlessness.

Whichever way they go, there's not much cover. They could stay and see if the dragon-thing moves, but waiting around like morons doesn't suit Bruce much. If they're gonna get eaten, he'd rather just go for it instead of hanging about and letting their adrenaline and momentum evaporate.

Then, quietly-

"It's grazing."

There are no other living things (that he can see) anywhere out in the vast clearing, which is worrying, but from here, it looks like the creature is actually eating patches of knee-high grass.

... Which doesn't mean it can't just be a person-eating monster with a varied diet, but a grass-eating dragon has more chances of actually being a dragon-cow versus a blood thirsty ravenous beast. Right? He shoots Seoraj a glance, as if asking him if he's on the same page mentally.