Shadewood The way these things work out,

The reaper nodded off to the golden alpha (or so she presumes), and looked back to Raleska. She seemed more eased up now, causing the girl herself to just ease a little bit. She however was still intimidated by the woman who reminded her of her mother, and followed along, "I do- thank you." 

If there was any use Grímnismál could do, it was surely herbs. The more she knew about them within this land, the better it was. However she nearly paused when mentioned that her own name.. Was once a pack's history. Perhaps it was why the woman was so thrown-off by her, she nearly thought it was due to appearence of perhaps Grim' had pup-napped, but it was due to her name

"You can call me Grim," the reaper softly threw out, as she followed Raleska to know more about the history. Perhaps with a nickname, it would be easier to get along with.