The sun had began it’s descent towards the horizon and after a successful scouting trip of sorts, keeping close to the Plateau he had determined that there was a couple rabbit nests teeming with baby life in the nearby area he had made his way back (not that he intended to tell anyone). Grimlock hadn’t strayed far because he wasn’t sure if Peregrine would be ok with him making super long trips or wandering too far away from the Plateau (despite that Grimlock itched to explore further that he had allowed himself). Short of hunting for something to eat and then maybe patrolling a little bit before he hit his den for shut eye the raptor wasn’t …sure what to do with himself. Gale and Whimsy weren’t here to make him wait on their every beck and call and while Grimlock didn’t inherently miss being their servant he …well… missed it.
Wrapped up in his thoughts as he had been the raptor hadn’t even noticed the girl before he was nearly tripping over her; though how the ebony girl went unnoticed was a rather wide mystery he back pedaled suddenly, brow furrowed as he eyed her for a few seconds, confused on how she had gotten there as if she had just sprung into existence there instead of having been there way before Grimlock had sauntered onto the scene. Mind still reeling on how he had missed her — he settled for the conclusion that he was so used to seeing bland black colored wolves that he just didn’t see them anymore he took a few more steps backwards. “Uh hey, sorry for almost tripping over you.” It was the worst apology anywhere but it was the best he could come up with in such short amount of time (since he was still determined that she had just popped into existence).