Wild Berry Meadow Sweet is subjective

As he was foreging for berries and his head was within the bushes he was unable to hear the female approaching alittle ways away from him. His ears were filled with the sounds of rustling leaves and subsequent sounds of chewing. But what did break though the sound of leaves was the sound of a break. He lifted his headout of the bush to see a lighly colored female running away with a branch of berries in her muzzle. 

Howl tilted his head sideways for a moment unsure as to who the female woud have done that. He licked the juice from around his muzzle and got an idea that caused his tail to wag. Despite Howl's size he was always a gentleman, at least the females, and especially to those who were attractive, and to Howl almost every female had a level of beauty and this female was no different. He reached into the berry bush and snapped off a large branch.

The sound was different from then the female had done it. He had time to made a percise break while hers was made in the heat of the moment. With a branch filled with berries in her mouth he began to walk up to where she had disappeared to and found her eating off her branch. He walked up to her and set down the branch a few feet away from her. "Would you like some more ma'am?" he asked with a smile.