Emberwood frozen tv dinner

Grezig looked up at the approach of a wolf. No. Not a full wolf. Not with a coat texture like that. This wolf was part… something else. Not coyote. Grezig squinted at the woman, unaware that she was doing so. There was something about the woman that reminded her of an old packmate, someone from the plateau, someone she hadn’t thought of in probably a year. Elixir. This woman was part dog. How interesting. ((Grezig is still racist, apparently. Though closeted and unaware of it LMAO)).

She cleared her throat, having cleared up that mystery. “I’m Grezig,” she said, inclining her head in greeting. “I joined a few weeks ago, perhaps a month. Kavik allowed me entrance, as we knew each other in the past.” She winced, having brought up Kavik automatically. Thinking of him still caused her some confusion, both mental and emotional, so she tried to push him from her mind as often as possible… which only caused him to linger around her thoughts more.