“Not yet, we’re just in school.” he replied, at least trying to keep up his cover story.
“Suppose that’s true… what do you hunt? Because it wasn’t always that your answer would be Grimm.” he spat, grabbing her arm and twisting it.
——The ravenette had never wanted
to resort to what her tooth-&-nail
could provide, yet it’s obviously
a lost cause now to avoid it. She
was born & raised fighting her
own battles, but it was nothing
short of { instinct } to wish for
backup; a head of blonde hair,
or a glimpse of a red cape.
“ Then what’s your answer? I don’t think yours would be the creatures of Grimm; most likely other fellow students. ”