July 28, 2015, 12:03 PM
So wrapped up in other things, Fox hadn't been making time for the important stuff: patrolling, getting to know her pack-mates, tracking down a potential lady-lover... These were all terribly important things to do, and she chose to attempt the latter. She hadn't seen or heard from Grimm since just before the storm, and Fox was eager to make sure her friend (with the potential to be more) had made it out of the storm safely. If she hadn't... well, Grimm had never been the brightest wolf in the world, and she probably had it coming to her anyway.
Nevertheless, Fox wanted to track her down, even if it was just her dead body. So she sniffed here, sniffed there, and eventually picked up on the trail of the single white-legged wolf. She smirked, then began to follow it, hoping to find @Grimm at the end (and hopefully alive and well).
Either her sniffer wasn't working properly or Grimm just wasn't interested in being found. After some time, Fox eventually gave up on her search and returned to the rendezvous site, somewhat worried that Grimm had gotten hurt, lost, or both in the storm.
Nevertheless, Fox wanted to track her down, even if it was just her dead body. So she sniffed here, sniffed there, and eventually picked up on the trail of the single white-legged wolf. She smirked, then began to follow it, hoping to find @Grimm at the end (and hopefully alive and well).
Either her sniffer wasn't working properly or Grimm just wasn't interested in being found. After some time, Fox eventually gave up on her search and returned to the rendezvous site, somewhat worried that Grimm had gotten hurt, lost, or both in the storm.