Ravensblood Forest all i need to know is where to start

he cracked a smile at the man's short-lived laughter, his tail giving an amused flick as he leaned back to rest on smoky haunches. the scarred stranger didn't look the type to laugh all that often, no offense, which made astaroth all the more pleased with himself that he had managed to tackle such a feat.  

"so the famine struck here too, huh?" he'd been on his own when the disaster stuck, leaving him thin and half starved to death. he'd been one of the more fortunate souls to make it out alive on his own, which has left him more confident yet grounded in his ability to survive without the aid of others.