Okay so he hadn't quite made it home yet. It's fine. He's exploring, okay? Let him explore. Weaving through the stately aspen trees, not paying too much attention to where he's going. Davey knows enough to navigate back north when the time comes. As long as he found the western shoreline, he'd make it back fine. This is all relative, theoretical geography.

Still, it's like he theoretical geographie'd himself right into a bit of trouble. Between Davey and the way back north, there's a mountain of a creature. Big, brown, fluffy. Well, not as big as it would have been in a few months, but a bear just coming out of hibernation. "Ah fuck." Grumbling to himself and hoisting his axe, there's no way he's not fighting himself out of this one.

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There was a smell he knew, too close to the borders. So he had followed it. Had to make sure it wasn't anywhere near Sprig or Bowen. Or at least that's how he landed here. His fiery gaze on its backside, creeping along silently as his raven gave low croaks overhead. Damn coward the bird was. The spring was just starting here in Auster and he would be damned if the bear got closer to the borders. Aspen trees were his camouflage and cover for the moment. Then the bear is going for.... was that a dog or a wolf? Whatever, didn't matter.

Titus was a ball of fluffy fury and fire after a roll of his shoulders. He charged and the first thing he sunk his jaw in was the bears foot with a holler. "No ya don't ya big ugly bastard." His jaws clamed tight and his eyes were narrowed. He figured he looked pretty fucking awesome and cool. And from the frontside came his wolverine shouting his own words, "Run kid!" Then Nikolai was launching and biting into the bear's face as it went to stand, both boys locking their jaws and readying for whatever the bear had.

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Davey springs to life, allowing the axe head on his flail to come fully unraveled. A vicious glimmer in his eyes, already swinging. Darting toward the beast and waving the weapon, it's unwieldy but it packs a punch. More than a punch. Already making contact with the bear's shoulder, Davey is having an excellent time.

"The fuck?" Squinting at the weasel that was trying to address him, realizing now there's another boy coming to help. "Why the fuck would I run? You run, pussy." Davey speaks around the axe handle, happily hopping on his Lizzie Borden bullshit. Get axe murdered, stupid bear. That would show the predator, clearly.

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The words thrown out at the wolverine went ignored by Titus, they could discuss bullshits later. At the moment the fireball had a bear to beat the shit out of. With it being assaulted from the front it went to stand and Titus took that as his cue. Lips peeled in a smirking snarl as he released the paw of the bear. His claws unsheathing as he spun and went for something more painful. A lot more bold to bite. Only it wasn't his fangs that connected there. a swat and the bear was throwing the wolverine. A swat from Titus connecting in that moment. Claws raking from the bear's private region down it's thigh, where Titus retracted his claws and moved so the other boy could have himself a swing. Andrei was a constant panic above the boys but Titus snorted ignoring the cowardly bird.

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He's wild. Absolutely feral. Axe swinging, snarling, and enjoying himself far too much. Everything about Davey in this moment is brilliant, in the worst way. Abraxas flowing through him, as he throws himself into the bear. One after the next, after yet another. Blood and spit and fur flying around him, a flurry of activity and terrible gore. Dodge the paws. Don't get caught. Don't get absolutely fucking wrecked this time.

By the time he steps back to take a look at the carcass, the bear lay still. Davey is coated in gore, right down to the skin. He's incredibly proud of himself, finally setting his axe down and wiping his mouth on the back of his paw. "Fuck around and find out, I guess." And with that, he simply turns on his heel, ready to go home. The obstacle is clear now, after all.

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The other was like a madman with his axe flail, and Titus took note of that. Should they ever meet on the battlefield, he would need to be cautious of that weapon. The other kid was a damn psycho with it. Titus clawed and bit at the bear trying to keep it's attention on him. Nikolai joined him and the pair were covered in the bear's blood from the other kid going at the bear.

It wasn't long and the bear had fallen. A huff given from him as he shook the viscera and blood from his pelt. How wasteful. The pelt was mangled on the stomach, perhaps he could make it into a rug for his mother still though. A look at the other as he moved on. A chuckle, seemed he wasn't going to get berated this time. He set about skinning the bear before moving on to go home. Uncle art could double check his work later maybe.

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