Whydah's Branch

Wandering away from the center of the pride, you stumble across a bitter-looking adolescent male tending to flowers under a large branch. You notice a plethora of items lying across the branch, some of which have little silver beetles resting on them. "Buy something or shove off, I'm busy." You hear the adolescent snap, his ears flat against his skull. Despite his rude demeanor, you can tell that he feels threatened by you. He looks up at you expectantly, flicking his split tails back and forth.