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Grimoire · 05-09-2023, 01:13 PM

Lost in his thoughts, he hadn't been entirely focused on the task he had set for himself. The prey he was absentmindedly seeking had gone largely unnoticed for the time being, and he hadn't even heard or detected the approach of a packmate until the other guy was right up on him. Grim felt a nudge on him, and the touch jolted him out of his thoughts and brought him to focus. He looked to see who it was, and although the male's name was lost on him, he had seen him in passing before and vaguely recognized him as one of Armada's warriors. Wasn't this the guy that lost half his tail in the raid against the pirates? That must've sucked. And he was half glad that his own tail was naturally docked, but still. He could very well one day lose a body part of his own the next time.

Although the touch and approach of Malachai was surprising, the stoic male showed no other surprise movements and instead, caught the silence of his packmate. A quick jerk of his head had Grim looking to see what Malachai was looking at, and his gaze laid on the young musk ox that was nearly hidden over the ridge. What was that doing here, and why was it alone? Had it gotten separated from its herd? Regardless of its potentially dire circumstances, Grim turned back to Mal and nodded. He supposed this would be today's prize. It would certainly feed them for a while.

He didn't know if Mal wanted to plan before approaching, so he slowly began to stalk and kept one ear cocked towards him just in case he wanted to brief him on a plan of attack. Like him though, Grim wasn't one for many words. He kept to himself more often than not, but he could be a team player when he needed to be.

"Grimoire

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On The Prowl

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Grimoire