The Walker

“My name is Grim Winterborn, I’ve come to offer my services to your pack in exchange for food and shelter.” He made a point of dragging out the one word hinting with dark undertones of the quiet work he offered to any who gave him safe haven. He had no way of knowing who Chaos was exactly, but his lax nature at least told the grinning wolf that this was not a leader of sheep mindlessly doing good for the sake of good. Whether their natures aligned however remained to be seen.