In the middle of a forest clearing, a great black-and-white snake with a head at both ends lay dead.
Some guy in a dark-grey flame-retardant suit was excitedly dancing a wardance over its body, crowing mighty whoops of jubilation. Of course, his head-covering gas mask was muffling every sound he made, making it sound like "MMMMMPH, MMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH, MMMMPH!"
"Good lord, Davy, you look absolutely ridiculous dancing like that," chuckled his companion, a young man wrapped in a viridian cloak, which with the aid of a scarf over his head, covered every inch of his skin save that around his scarlet eyes.
Davy paused his dancing to give Varin an annoyed glare, but due to his face being obscured by the mask it didn't really come through. "Mmmph mmph mphmmph," he snapped, sounding like he may have been irritated.
"Pardon?" was all Varin had to say, a bemused smirk barely visible under his headwrap.
Davy sighed, unzipping his mask and lifting it off, unveiling his own neon-green eyes and horrid einsteinian hair. "I said, you're just jealous," he muttered.
Varin just laughed, a cheerful note echoing through the area. "Oh no. I may be jealous of some aspects of you, but your dancing is not one of them," he smirked.
However, Davy had found something new to preoccupy himself with - an egg. "Whoa, you think this might hatch into a new Taijitu?" he whispered with awe.
"Let's see. We found it next to one, it's spherical - snake eggs usually are - and the corpse now dissolving is partially coiled around it. I'd say you're an idiot for not fully realizing that sooner," Varin snarked, pulling the scarf down and off his mouth to make his voice more audible.
Davy looked wounded. "You don't have to be so mean about it," he whined. But then he perked up, and said more cheerfully, "Speaking of mean, what if we could teach it to not be mean?"
"You imply that antagonism is a taught trait among the Grim." At Davy's confused expression, he elaborated, "That 'meanness', as you called it, is something that Grim have to be taught. Last I checked, it's been scientifically proven that Grim are genetically driven to hate humanity."
"Well, I say that we at least try. If we can tame elephants, we can tame a Grim!" Davy declared, picking up the egg and marching off.
"Fine, just don't come crying to me when Headmaster Hastings makes you biff the thing. Oh, and the temples's this way," Varin called after him, hiking his headwrap back over his mouth and heading northeast, at a right angle to the direction Davy was going to go. Good lord, THIS is the guy I have to put up with for the next four years? Well, if this conversation is anything to go by, they certainly won't be dull, he thought to himself as Davy hastened after him.