[color=#8E4560]"Prue."[/color]

She gave the guy a look after offering her name, her eyes moving up and down his person, a bit skeptical that he could have helped her much. Eminence was his name, and odd one to say the least. Prue was ninety-nine percent sure she wouldn't be able to spell it even if her life depended on it. Though, who was she to judge. Pruim was just ugly. Not fitting for a beautiful girl such as herself. 

[color=#8E4560]"If there's anyone in this forest who can't handle themselves against a bunch of stupid Grimm, well..."[/color] she cracked a grin. [color=#8E4560]"They don't need to be here."[/color]

With a flick of her wrist, Prue twisted the handle of Obsidian Fang and allowed it to turn back into its regular form. Where there was once a giant blade, was now a small metal handbag resting against her shoulder.

[color=#8E4560]"I guess we should stick together though. If what Ozpin said about teammates being the first person we see, then I guess you're stuck with me for the next few years."[/color] she said lightheartedly.

She was about to say something else, as she'd narrowed her eyes and took a closer step towards him, but she hesitated. 

[color=#8E4560]"Anyway, we need to head North right?"[/color] she said, turning and starting to walk away. [color=#8E4560]"Come on or I'll leave you here."[/color] she called, as if she were already paces ahead of him.

[@The_written_John]