On the Warpath (Bear Hunt)
06-26-2013, 06:45 AM
Masqurading as a man with a Reason my Charade is the Event of the Season though my eyes could see, I still was a blind man though my mind could think, I still was a mad man I hear the voices when I'm dreaming I can hear them say: ~*~ Gargoyle had gotten out - the bear close on his, well, lack-of tail. He'd seen Odin make his attack and get tossed down. Gargoyle roared, darting in and out, ripping off a peice of the bear's hip fur, drawing it's attention both from Odin - and from Midnight as she came flying back in to make another another rally. Gargoyle attacked at the same time as her. Again darting in and out, this time getting at the hock of the hind leg - right where the cords of tendons and ligaments made a lump over the 'heel' bone. It was clear that Gargoyle knew what he was doing. Whats the way to kill a bear? Not the throat. Not the spine. The legs. You had to disable it long before you could finish it off. He'd learned that from Crusade. Well the bear was dealing with three and a half legs now, but it was still coming strong - still able to rise up in anger and give Midnight a clear shot to run between it's hind legs. Gargoyle was gathering himself for another pounce, when Midnight came barreling up to his side with her idea. He paused in his tracks. It was a good idea. He needed two seconds to figure this out - glancing at his other wolves, twisting to see the ground below... but that was when he saw the second bear hauling itself up the mountain. Zanire... the bear he'd allowed into Glaciem! His first thought was that she was coming to attack them too! Maybe she was the black bear's mate! Maybe she'd tricked him all along! Gargoyle's hackles rose higher than before, he planted himself in front of Midnight, legs splayed, ivories showing. But Zanire went straight past him - crashing into the black beast with all the power of a hurricane. She was on their side! The Glaciem wolves were getting their backsides saved by another bear. Who'da thunk? Gargoyle waited, watching. He was tough, but he wasn't suicidal (at least not on Tuesdays) - no way was he trying to squeeze in between two brawling bears! In the back of his head he was forming a plan for the wolves. He still didn't see Awaken - maybe the wolf was wounded and down, still inside the cave. And as for Odin - well Odin was just fine. The bear had already been short one ear, and now it was earless thanks to the grey and white male. Gargoyle flashed one of his rare grins. But then his eyes were back on the fight - seeing Zanire go down. The black beast towered over her, growling, raised up on it's hind legs - but Gargoyle could see that the left one, the one he'd attacked as being held gingerly. "Now Midnight!" Gargoyle roared. He flung himself forward. Two strides and he was there - cannoning into the black bear from behind and to the right. He didn't want a hold, he just wanted to use his speed and weight as a battering ram. He'd push the male to the side and down, hoping to unbalance it and send it skittering down this steep patch of slope, just as Midnight had suggested. He didn't know if Odin was on board with her plan, but they could always use a little help. THe black bear went back to all fours - or all threes, stumbling and sliding in the shale, but he kept trying to turn round, kept trying to hold his own. Carry on my Wayward Son There'll be peace when you are done |
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