black bear singing in the dead of night
05-10-2019, 02:35 PM
They were within shouting distance when Noir first heard the sounds of an upset creature. Rhyme had taken himself and Ignis on a rather long trip, and though he might have complained about his paws hurting a couple of times Noir was grateful to be out of Abaven. Now that he was getting older, and bigger, he was more keen on seeing the world. He had only been able to tease his sisters about the trip for a couple of hours before they left, but their jealous faces were still burned into his mind. Except for Poem, she had come along too but she was closer to Rhyme.
Noir looked over to Ignir, his father’s apprentice before the blue marked boy had been born. Noir liked him well enough, he was better than his sisters at least. The boy had frozen still as the underbrush began to rustle, blue and lavender eyes glued to the spot as the bear burst from the brown vegetation. Young Noir had little fear, and he stood his ground as the black bear barreled toward him.
He felt himself slip into his defenses, just like Rhyme had taught him. Legs equidistant apart weight evenly distributed with his ears to his skull and his striped tail a banner behind him. He felt his lips lift into as menacing a growl as a six month old pup could manage. He was only half a year old, but he was nearing his adult height. Though he felt himself brave and invincible the bear did not believe so and ran right at him.
Noir braced himself for the impact. The bear raised its right paw as it drew more near and aim to blow Noir right out of its path. The boy had woken the bear and now he had to face that consequence. He lost his nerve at the last moment, and instead of getting throw 20 foot into the forest he leapt out of the way. The thought that he had almost died was not in his mind, what he was worried about was Ignis thinking him a coward.
The boy skittered out of the way as his gaze returned to Ignis, an unspoken question lingering in his features. Did they take it on their own, or call for his dad and Poem? Noir thought the two of them capable enough to take down just a black bear.
wc: 401
Noir looked over to Ignir, his father’s apprentice before the blue marked boy had been born. Noir liked him well enough, he was better than his sisters at least. The boy had frozen still as the underbrush began to rustle, blue and lavender eyes glued to the spot as the bear burst from the brown vegetation. Young Noir had little fear, and he stood his ground as the black bear barreled toward him.
He felt himself slip into his defenses, just like Rhyme had taught him. Legs equidistant apart weight evenly distributed with his ears to his skull and his striped tail a banner behind him. He felt his lips lift into as menacing a growl as a six month old pup could manage. He was only half a year old, but he was nearing his adult height. Though he felt himself brave and invincible the bear did not believe so and ran right at him.
Noir braced himself for the impact. The bear raised its right paw as it drew more near and aim to blow Noir right out of its path. The boy had woken the bear and now he had to face that consequence. He lost his nerve at the last moment, and instead of getting throw 20 foot into the forest he leapt out of the way. The thought that he had almost died was not in his mind, what he was worried about was Ignis thinking him a coward.
The boy skittered out of the way as his gaze returned to Ignis, an unspoken question lingering in his features. Did they take it on their own, or call for his dad and Poem? Noir thought the two of them capable enough to take down just a black bear.
wc: 401
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