Redhawk Caldera soup

"Bizarre," Grimm declared. Even though it was not the reason for asking, Somnia saw fit to assure her that her place at the Caldera was safe as long as she behaved. Peregrine had said much the same thing. So far, it had been easy - but Grimm had yet to meet the hormone-riddled lady of the house. "Let's make a test - for fun. I'll use it next time there's a loner at the borders, just to see what they say to get in. Let's see..." Grimm sat back down and frowned at her dark forepaws. "Ah! You're a snail. What colour is your shell, and why? And then look really seriously at them like it's super important."