Grove had rarely traveled with others before. Since his mother's passing, he had always wandered aimlessly alone in the Vast Sea Prairie.
"Hmph, weak little wolves need to gather to survive, but a powerful giant bear can live well on its own." When lonely, Grove would always say this to himself.
Sometimes, he would go to a group of lakes known as the 'Moss Weave' and randomly jump into a clear body of water. After playing enough, he would catch some plump lake fish to fill his belly, and exchange the extra catch for some sweet honey with the halflings in the nearby village.
