Sun Mote Copse tell me that story about the west again

i'm so bad at hunting posts but maybe this can be a trade thread?

There was something particularly tasty on the wind. Although the scent of another mingled with the scent of grouse, Behemoth was not deterred. He would not allow some stranger to steal his meal.

Behemoth ignored whoever might be nearby and instead quickly followed after the bird's trail. He could only figure it was hiding in one of the open areas of the copse. His tail arched over his spine out of dominance and excitement. The ebony beast was particularly hungry, this grouse was exactly what he needed.