Luneshale Pass Black moon

she'd thought him exotic, but he was the same flavor of bland as the rest. a question he asked, just like the others so often did. creatures of feeble-mind and watered-down aroma. 

still, he had laid out an offer without any labor from her own part, which earned him a point above the rest.

"flesh tastes sweeter when laid on a silver platter," she answered with a ravished coo. goat was foreign to her tongue, and she took a moment to relish it's tang before feasting further. 

she tore another slice before lifting her crown to gaze in hushed wonder. 

perhaps the beast's flavor was hidden within, and she need only crack the shell to reveal abundant spice. 

"you summoned me, do tell why." tap, tap, tap, went her beak against his armor.