Grim wiped off his blood soaked blade onto the naked dead body. Malcolm smiled down at the scene as if it was a masterful piece if art made for his eyes only. Their first hunt together for some time started off successful. A patrol wolf had tried to attack them thinking he had caught the pair off guard. In reality they were expecting him. A young Jade Moon pack wolf. Grim noted that he may have been in his early twenties. Grim had craved his name into the flesh of the dead wolf. His calling card. He wanted everyone to know that he was coming. The reaper was at your door.
“Easy prey”. Malcolm chuffed.
“We need to move faster now. The scent of blood will draw them in. Do you know where the target will be?” Grim slid his large knife back into its leather holster and looked up at the
