Blacktail Deer Plateau reporting the patterns row by line

It stinks! Osprey chuckled at this choice of words to describe the "troll's nest". Very appropriate for the occasion and a troll - had it been here to hear that - would have felt flattered rather than insulted by this judgement. Stench was one of the characteristics that they themselves were very proud off. And the more fainted animals, dried up flowers and fallen tree leaves they left in their path, the better. A job well done - so to say.

"Well... it is far from what we consider acceptable and nice, isn't it?" she remarked, casting another glance around, taking in the scenery. "But then again... it's someone's home and we should treat it in a polite way," she left him to go and explore the area a bit, occasionally leaning down to sniff at various things that lied in her path. "If you were a troll," she said, while examining the roots of the uprooted tree. "Where would you want to have your nest?"