Phoenix Maplewood O lei, o lai, o lei, o lord,,

Taikon nodded. The Otatso Wetlands and Emberwood are filled with smaller game, if that's something that interests you, he said. I've plucked a fair few beaver and muskrats in those places, much more than a mouthful. He smiled lightly, though the morbid conversation had little in the way of grace. He swallowed roughly, shivering slightly as a breeze of wind tickled his fur. I'm sure you'll find it to your liking.
He was wrong, of course, though Whitebark would serve its purpose for the elegant woman and her family.