It is I! The king of this Bacawking forest! No person could ever tame my amazing self. I don't care about that vampire who was bright. Bacaw! Those two love birds got on my nerves. With their disgusting love. Bacaw! Those bird people are stupid too, but they have the good sense to worship me. I am a divine being! I am the greatest of the Bacaw! I am the Bacawking!
I swoop down onto predators like the alpha of this entire place. You think I am lonely? There is no Bacawking way! I am the freest bird anyone will ever see. I am the most magnificent! Oh!? What's that flying into my territory? "Bacaw! Who do you think you are!? Bacaw!"
I was about to make my body as heavy as a boulder and missile into the intruder, but her white wings caught my eye. She was more plump than any Treepillar. "B-bacaw?"
My kingly self was being defeated by her beauty incarnate. Her white feathers were as beautiful as those snowy mountains. I tried to shake the weariness out of my feathers, but soon we collided midair as two large boulders. We flopped onto the ground with force only a Bacawking could muster, creating a large crater. I could already tell that her crater was larger. Meaning… She had won the mating ritual.
"Bacawking? I have won the mating rite. Bacaw!" Her voice was as thick as a gulch enchanting me. "B-bacaw! I-It appears that way."
How had I lost? I was always the strongest Bacaw around these parts. I sent quakes towards the ground, and all of those stupid bird people that tried to tame me had become flattened by my mass. I was the Bacawking! Now, I lost to this… this beautiful specimen.
Me, the one who was worshiped by the wise birds had lost to this plump white snowberry. It made no Bawking sense. "Bacaw! You understand what this means don't you? Bacawking?"
"I forfeit my territory over to you. You are now my Bacawqueen. Bacaw!" I thought back to those two love birds. Maybe they were the reason this happened? Where did the snowberry even come from? Bacaw? Were they to blame for my new circumstances? No! Bacaw! If anything I should thank them! I had been the loneliest Bacawking around, and now I finally had a mate…
"BacawKing!"
"BacawQueen!"
""BACAW!""
And so… Their mating ritual commenced.