Grimes walked through the forest to his den. He saw Humphrey in his den eating something.
He then ran. He saw Humphrey eating some caribou. He looked at him strangely.
"Hello stretch! How's it hanging?" He said with a smile.
"My name is Grimes, Humphrey. I took the trouble to learn your name, the least you can do is to learn mine."
"Alright, Grimey!"
Grimes was about to leave when he noticed what Humphrey was eating. He started to question it.
"Is that my special dietetic lunch?" He asked as he turned over the caribou and showed Humphrey that his name was carved into it.
"Oh, sorry."
"It was clearly marked. Please be more careful in the future."
"Alright."
Later that day, Grimes came to his den and saw that his pencils were chewed up. He was disgusted as he picked them up and went to Humphrey.
"Humphrey, do you know who…" He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Humphrey shoving pencils in his ear and mouth.
Grimes growled as he saw this and left to his den. Sometime later, Grimes was in his den sleeping when Humphrey came in.
"So, what's new Grimey?" Grimes jolted awake. He saw it was Humphrey and growled.
"I'd appreciated if you stayed out of my den, Humphrey."
"If I had a nickel for every time I heard that…"
He then started to walk around and make random noises. This annoyed Grimes.
"So, what's new, Grimes?"
"Get out of my face!" A wolf shouted. He started to push another wolf. They started to fight.
"Humphrey, we got a five thirteen!" Grimes shouted pointing behind him.
Humphrey looked at his wrist.
"No a five thirteen! Behind you…" Humphrey looked at his wrist again.
"Right there!" He pointed.
"Oh, a five… thirteen. I got it." Humphrey got a bucket of water and threw it on the wolves.
They stopped for a second and shook off their fur. They started to fight again.
"There we go!"
Grimes just looked at the wolf like he was crazy.