Grimm
Flicking his ears like he can silence the voices behind him, Grimm focuses on the path ahead. His senses are on full alert, scanning the forest for any signs of the creature, moving carefully through the undergrowth so he might go unnoticed himself.
The sound of ruffling wings momentarily distracts him, his eyes darting up to spot a colorful bird among the branches before a peculiar scent hits his nose. Grimm slows, head lowering as he takes a deeper breath, forgetting about the bird when the smell of damp leather and muddy water bathe his tongue. His eyes sweep the shadows of the bank, cutting through darkness as he searches for the specific log in question.
When his awareness narrows in on a heavy looking piece of mossy bark, Grimm creeps a few steps closer, giving one final sniff to confirm his suspicions. Then he lowers his body, ready for the attack as he waits, casting a quick glance over his shoulder to signal the others of his find and the need for caution.
Grimm gestures to the others that the allogator is nearby then waits for them to be ready.
The sound of ruffling wings momentarily distracts him, his eyes darting up to spot a colorful bird among the branches before a peculiar scent hits his nose. Grimm slows, head lowering as he takes a deeper breath, forgetting about the bird when the smell of damp leather and muddy water bathe his tongue. His eyes sweep the shadows of the bank, cutting through darkness as he searches for the specific log in question.
When his awareness narrows in on a heavy looking piece of mossy bark, Grimm creeps a few steps closer, giving one final sniff to confirm his suspicions. Then he lowers his body, ready for the attack as he waits, casting a quick glance over his shoulder to signal the others of his find and the need for caution.
Grimm gestures to the others that the allogator is nearby then waits for them to be ready.
Where wolf's ears are, wolf's teeth are near.
