He looked at the beautiful girl that had literally fallen from the skies to him, her hair flowing in the wind framing her magnificent face. "Of course I'll help you, come on let's go get it," and with that the pair began their march down the mountain. They were able to slide down in some parts as it was much smoother. After a few minutes they reached the bottom and began the hike to the tree. When the pair areived they saw the pack leader lying on the ground, dead from earlier, the bite marks still visible from their fight. "Let's keep going," he said shuffling her around the wolf carcass. As they kept walking Gryson suddenly tripped. He looked back at what he had tripped on and saw a satchel lying there. "Ow," he said, "would that happen to be your bag,"