Stavanger Bay fancy thinking the beast was something you could hunt and kill

he is meant to be discovered! :D

murgash had not bothered to conceal himself, finding no honor or boldness in slithering under the guise of cover. he expected to e discovered soon -- the frequent and heavy markings that lanced the borders showed that the area was regulated frequently. he would not breach the sanctity of their marked coven, but he had every intention of familiarizing himself with their business and goings before being caught. 

his studies did not go unnoticed; as murgash jauntily strolled down a worn deer path he heard the approach of another. the beast slowed to a stop, his spindly tail held straight behind his body and his flybitten ears were pressed forth as a pale, creamlike male erupted from the hedge. 

everything about the male's bristled hackles and deportment said he was aware of murgash's presence, and likely resented it. murgash kept his posture neutral, swiping his tongue noisily across his slathering chops as he awaited the stranger's address.