Hrimhari is a fictional character published by Marvel Comics. He was first introduced in the New Mutants Special Edition #1 (December 1985), and was created by Chris Claremont and Art Adams.
A descendant of the Fenris Wolf, Hrimhari was the Wolf Prince in the realm of Asgard. He presided over all wolves in the enchanted woods of that land, but retained a humble and gentle demeanor not normally associated with that of royalty. He originally had the ability to change his form from that of a gray wolf to a shape resembling a wolf-human hybrid (like the form associated with werewolves in modern fiction or Cynocephali of lore). He is highly respected by the people of Asgard, and is said to be a true friend of Hogun the Grim. However, the giants of Asgard are mortal enemies of the wolf people and hunt them down at every opportunity.
When the New Mutants were magically taken to Asgard, Wolfsbane met Hrimhari in a wood while being chased by giants. Immediately enchanted by her, Hrimhari saves Rahne and the two became almost inseparable. Rahne has similar feelings but does not know how to deal with them, due to her strict upbringing. The god Loki manages to capture the two lovers and transformed them into more sinister versions of their man-wolf forms under his servitude. Under these guises they were known as Grimfang and Bleakheart. They are eventually changed back to their original selves but were forced to be separated once Rahne returned to Earth. Rahne had wanted to be with Hrimhari more, but to do so would force the other X-Men and New Mutants to stay behind also.
I got Aretha in the morning
High on my headphones and walking to school
I got the blues in springtime
'Cause I know that I'll never have the right shoes
Momma, she'd notice, but she's always crying
I got no one to confide in
Aretha, nobody but you
And Momma, she'd notice, but she's always fighting
Something in her mind and it sounds like breaking glass
I tell Aretha in the morning
High on my headphones and walking to school
I got the blues in springtime
'Cause I know that I'll never have the right shoes
You got the words
Baby, you got the words
You got the words
Baby, you got the words
Aretha
Aretha, I don't wanna go to school
'Cause they just don't understand me
And I think the place is cruel
Child
Singer, raise your voice
Stand up on your own
Go out there and strike out
I tell Aretha in the morning
High on my headphones and walking to school
I got the blues in springtime
'Cause I know that I'll never have the right shoes