He stalked alongside the underground river that had retreated from the heat of summer. The usually peaty, green moss was thirsting for water and some of it had begun to die away. He wrinkled his nose at the sight of it. This summer was intense, and he despised it. He figured that finding relief in tunnels, caves, and underground places would bring relief, and while it did for a little while, it still presented challenges. The water level was low, but it wouldn't stop him from getting a drink from the shallow pools where he could reach.
Maw dripping with water, his eerie gaze turned upward in thought as he looked at the drying tendrils of vines that reached across the ceilings like dying, bony fingers.
He proceeded forward, kicking a rock into the water as it landed with a plunk. He giggled at the sound before continuing on his way. It was growing darker the further he went, but nothing he couldn't handle. Nothing that would make him afraid. The earthen smells here were far more to his taste than the smell of the summer sun outside. Stalking over toward a cluster of mushrooms, he reaches out to touch one...but then remembered Rue's warning about touching shit if he didn't know what it was. She was the mushroom expert after all, and despite his intrusive thoughts, he decided to heed her warning and withdrew his paw. Wouldn't be good if he touched something that could kill him, after all. Turning away, the shadow creature investigated further, gaze moving this way and that as he spotted other things of interest. Small animal bones on the ground. The sound of bats further in the cave. He could see bat shit running down the walls and staining the ground, too. Wonder if there's a use for that... Maybe Rue would know.
And then, a call. Unfamiliar to him of course, but someone else appeared to be down here. He crept his way toward the voice as her echoes died down. And he was pleasantly surprised to not only have found her scent, but the scent of a sheep as well. Grim found his target soon enough, both her perfume and the musk of the sheep intertwining within the confines of the caverns. "Grim found a two for one!" He purred with glee, head turning this way and that as he approached. "Is the little fairy looking for something?"
"Speech"
