Shadewood “Got two coonhounds and a few shells left. Let’s get ‘er done.”

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The behemoth has finally brough he and Velvet to the heavy wooded threshold of Shadewood. He had heard out Cry and decided to be here with his girl till he could figure out whether this was the place to coop up till a better season came, or whether it was worth staying here for good. But since being here, he could see this was a place where families were meant to be raised. So unused to others being here, it was clear the game was plentiful, as he had seen enough elk, deer and birds to last him a lifetime. Plus the territory was ran rampant with creeks and whatnot all over and through the tall elms and oaks - this place was perfect.

So after Cry gave him the rundown, he made haste to follow the asking of his new posse leader. No questions asked, as the gigantuan male marked the territory and ran his buff body of near delicious muscle and mocha over the cold bark of the trees. This was gonna be good living, also as no drama came up.

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