Cedar Sweep he eats the whole chicken wing, bone and everything

As night swept across the land, Behemoth made his move. His large form disappeared under the cloak of darkness. Pale yellow eyes glanced about as he eyed for something worth his time. Perhaps he could find another nocturnal creature to pester. Would bats be about to bark at and chase after? Raccoons or opossums? He could only hope.

The ebony beast crouched to the ground as he found a small hole near the roots of a tree. He nosed around it momentarily before sticking his nose right in. The signs of a vole flooded his senses. He eagerly pushed his snout in a bit further, opening up the entrance a bit more. Hungrily he clicked his teeth together in hopes of grabbing the creature for a quick midnight snack.