Great Bear Wilderness From the pits of Mordor

Ahead of her sat a dodgy-looking guy with questionable motives. At least, that's what Grimm assumed - he was clearly on a solo mission, and didn't look like an underfed loner. Perhaps he had been cast out? No.. a wolf without a home had a look of urgency about them, and he did not.

Curiosity got the better of her. After a day spent chewing on various types of bark, she was itching for company - good or bad. Not one to forgo an opportunity to inject a bit of colour into life, Grimm decided to approach Kaname diagonally and from behind, leaving the shelter of a nearby conclave of evergreens that had once upon a time said 'fuck it, we'll start our own forest' and struck out on their own. They had reached six, and give up.

"Hey, you!" Grimm called ahead of her, walking slowly in Kaname's direction. "Looking for some fun?" It just slipped out. Grimm was a little surprised herself to be hailing a stranger with the traditional call of a hooker, but decided to go with it. Why not?