<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQboLyRhv87q2dV7lyxqjrb-QHbjw7vXPA9NxY2GnblMpQE3nv3rQ)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Willum Wildfang<br/><strong>Team:</strong>Clay Dewclaw<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Heste Bridge<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Task Force Schwarz<br/><br/>"You've got a dirty mind there Karn," Willum shot back at his teammate as he feinted with a right punch, watching as the white fox dodged to the side warily.  "I knew you were hiding something under all that armour."<br/>Dashing forward, he taunted the white fox by feinting with his right hand again and then quickly following it with a quick slap across the snout with his left.  Angry and frustrated, the white fox leaped at him, only for Willum to easily sidestep and bring his hand down on the creatures snout again.  He was playing with the grimm, toying with it like a cat toyed with a mouse.<br/>"Besides, I was talking about staying warm in this cold, not getting warmed up in the mornings.  I already practice my forms to do that.  Not that you would know, sleeping in like you did today.  Your snores echo in your armour."<br/><br/>Willum was about to press the attack when he saw a shadow passing overhead and he dodged backwards, avoiding the crashing of beowulfs landing on top of the white fox.<br/>"Hey hey, don't spread your mess."<br/>Letting Karn finish the three off, he made his way to the luckless beowulf limping it's way to the end of the bridge.  In a few short strides, he cleared the distance, and then slammed his knee into the creatures back and pinned it to the ground.  At the same time, he wrapped one arm around the grimm's throat, while the other pressed against the side of its head.  With a twist, there was a loud snap as Willum broke the monster's neck.<br/><br/>Standing back up, Willum looked around, taking a light breather as he scanned the surroundings.  No way this was it, it couldn't be this easy.