It was a-hunting time! He trailed like a ghost behind the others, nearly shoulder to shoulder with Ripper as the group made their way to Emerald Valley. Piercing red gaze was practically glowing in the moonlight. His lanky, twitchy body almost didn't even appear wolf-ish, but rather like some strange creature from an old folktale. Head hung low like that of a hyena, his permanent smile etched on his face eerie in its own right. He wasn't the most friendly of creatures, but he wouldn't turn down an opportunity to shred whatever their prey might be.
Following the leader of the hunt, Grim's ears twitched as she spoke, though his attention didn't remain on her long as Ripper pulled him away when he found something. Grim tilted his head this way and that as he studied the tracks. A creature larger than them all. Heavier. Though what kind of creature, he wasn't sure. The scent was something he vaguely remembered from his lost travels, but he had never gotten close enough to it to find out what it was. Licking his lips as Ripper announced he had found something, he added "Mmm...Grim has smelled this before..." He croaked, tail twitching with anticipation.
