Grimm (Boarbatusks)

Ruby was completely oblivious to her surroundings as she dove underwater, frantically feeling around for her panties in the dark lake water, only popping her head up for brief moments to gather a couple breathes before diving back under. Eventually, when her head pops above water she’s panting, heart racing, while she just floats there. She didn’t find them… She cast her gaze over at the vast expanse of the lake, and her spirits sunk. There was no way she was going to find those panties. The lake was way too big, and she had no idea how deep it was beyond “very.” She felt frustrated tears prick at the corners of her eyes, but she shook them off. Now was not the time to mourn the loss of her favorite undies. No, now was the time to dry off, get dressed and return to camp…

With her breathing finally settling down, Ruby swam back toward where she entered, trying to mentally prepare herself for her pantyless trek back. Once she gets back to the incline, she slowly rises out of the water, droplets racing from her shoulders down her torso, over her creamy white skin, trailing over her pelvis before dropping back into the lake just below. Ruby was still midthigh-deep into the lake when the rapid sounds of feet trotting over the woodland foliage reached her ears. Suddenly, three boarbatusks, a boar-like Grimm with four eyes and four tusks, burst through the brush with their snouts to the ground, sniffing at it like bloodhounds, not far from her. She froze in place, her eyes stealing a glance toward Crescent Rose. Did she dare try to make a move for it? Almost in response to the thought, the boarbatusks, faces still firmly pressed to the ground, gradually closed in on where her belongings resided. Her instincts of fight or flight battling a war within her.

Despite its four eyes, the boarbatusk is known to have atrocious eyesight, relying heavily on its sense of smell to find its target. On the one hand, if Ruby resubmerged herself back into the lake, she would probably be safe, and the boarbatusks might just get bored and move on, or so she hoped. On the other hand, if she darted for her scythe, the boarbatusks would definitely notice her and she would have to fight them off… From her current position, though, Ruby wasn’t too sure she could reach Crescent Rose before they did. Every second that ticked by in her indecision, they got closer and closer to her stuff. Just a little longer and the boarbatusks would be sniffing and treading upon her clothes instead of the ground.