Greatwater Lake miss thing

Maybe @Peregrine .. ? :)

So far, Grimm's collection of Teekon Wilds experiences had been about as fun as six warm turds in a hobo's blanket.

As far as she could tell, the weather was shitting on her exclusively. Against this background of #TotesTerrible, the companions offered up for her enjoyment had not exactly been the crème de la crème of socially well adjusted individuals. Or, you know, they were mice. Grimm wasn't so into socializing with mice.

Still, she soldiered on, moving south from Greatwater Lake in hopes of finding some reason to not to abandon the region. The forests beckoned, but she was two years old now and a woman grown; it was time to become an aggressive mountain wolf or join one of those weird salt water packs. Anything, as long as it didn't involve squeezing out a string of sausage-shaped offspring and praising the trees for their good health. God, how lame.