Thread:TEOR-MMMM/@comment-35691777-20190215034738/@comment-24857712-20190219043720

(Somewhere else)

A beowolf was wandering in the Emerald Forest at night, looking for someone to hunt down. It's eyes narrowed down at every single movement, it's ears zeroed to every single sound. Suddenly, it felt animosity. The grimm immediately dashed to where the emotion was.

When it arrived, eager for a kill. The Grimm only stared at darkness, yet it felt that something was there.

It's answer arrived by a pair of Bluish green wisps that glowed out of nowhere ...