Cedar Sweep Half Algorithm, Half Deity

Giggled, I love the little doodle

Berries. He could handle that. "Really? You need me to feed em' to ya' too princess?" He raised an eyebrow - easy job or not he still had to get his jab in. After all, what kind of wolf asks for berries? He followed it up with a snicker. Clearly he found himself rather funny.

"What do these berries look like?" That, of course, was the most important factor. Beau wasn't much of a forager, so it was likely something he would be unfamiliar with.

He had never heard of a wolf who wanted berries - that alone he thought to be odd. But the pretty boy had a regal air about him - maybe he just came from a world Beau did not understand.