Ghost in the swamp

Crescendo glanced at the pale male and then up the tree. "Sadly, it seems the thing will live." He chuffed angrily. "I'll just have to move my den, then. Stupid fucker" He grumbled. He dipped his head to Kove, at least they had tried. "Goodbye, Kove"

With naught another word Crescendo melted into the shadows again, his huge frame gliding over the ground, scouting for a new den spot. To bad. His first had been quite good actually.