You can't go hunting without clothes, ask for some

Yeah, best to put on something, in case someone or something were to come across you, they'd be less inclined to **** you. The grandfather gives you a set of tight fitting leather armor, that really shows off your curves. But it's easy to move around in, and quite comfortable.

"It was my wife's." the Grandfather says.

"Thank you." you respond.

"Detnamar." he says.

"Pardon?"

"That's my name. You can call me Det, for short."

With a smile, you say, "Thanks, Det." and then you leave to go hunting. You were always good at it, when you were still an orc, and would often hunt with your mother. But this is the first time you've done so on your own. Using the tracking skills your mother taught you, and get close to the ground, and spot several different kinds of tracks. A deer's, a rabbit's, an ox's, and a horse's. Anyone of these should sate Det's bloodlust as a wolf, or at least that's what you hope. But which would he prefer?