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

The creature that returned his sound was a glorious female. Sharp and lean. While her form was captivating it was the markings that spoke to him the most. Her head was cloaked in darkness while the rest of her remained pale. Behemoth was captivated by the uniqueness she held. Perhaps he was even a bit jealous.

His tail lowered slightly from above his spine so as to (hopefully) not change the air of neutrality that had settled over his company. He couldn't help but puff out his chest a bit though -- was he trying to impress the female? Most likely for Behemoth felt he always needed to impress and be the best.

Although most importantly he was testing the waters and seeing what she might want from his presence.