Wild Berry Meadow an heir of beauty and serenity

Truthfully, it was damn near impossible to hear the woman's words. The crows cawed in his ears and tried to peck at him in retaliation. Behemoth was bound to lose a few tufts of fur after this but his hungry belly would let him stop. When one went for his face his jaws snapped quicker than before. There was a quick crunch and drowned cawing.

While the other birds seemed distraught and perhaps even angrier, they backed up a bit from the wolves. Behemoth was quick to try and get some of the bird down before he was possibly attacked again. If he had known the female had thought he was some kind of knight perhaps he would have cackled with a mouthful of bird. Yet he was a bit politer than that and swallowed it down before he did anything else.

Loudly he barked and snapped, even gave a few lunges more. A few crows seemed to scatter for good and Behemoth could only feel his chest swell with a fulfilled ego.