Not too far away from Green river, in a large mountain, there was a cave. This cave was actually the entrance to a restaurant: The Wild Cat Cafe. It was a world famous restaurant.
The owner of the place came out of his private cave. He was a big, kind of portly feline creature named...like, as the title of the place says, Wildcat.
"Another good day," he grinned, looking at the desert overview. Several people came to his restaurant every day, because the food was simply superb. However, there was a catch: The restaurant's motto was "Feed the strong, cook the weak." Any customer who came out of the restaurant was extremely satisfied with the food they ate. The other customers, well.......
"I heard the games are nearby, I wonder if they'll stop here for refreshments," Wildcat said. "I'm always glad to see new customers...and menu items," he laughed hysterically.