There had been one incident in which a young man attempted to sneak into the exmoor’s roost and fetch a handful of fur for his lady love to make into a pillow.
That doesn’t even make any sense. Not the pants part, but the illogical part where a human would think to enter the nest of two huge beasts with claws and sharp teeth, alone and without weapons, to get anything, even if it was a damn turd!
