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He was just minding his business when suddenly, some bitch jumped him. The nerve of people, right? He felt weight on his back as the small wild cat pinned him to the ground, making him eat Ashen’s dirt. Bran gave a mighty snarl for someone so little, trying to roll over and face his attacker. This is what happened when he roamed a bit far from Ma and Pops. Stuff like this happened. He didn’t even notice the cat until he was jumped by it. How pathetic… Off! he snapped in his mind, twisting his body awkwardly and feeling claws that once dug into his side pull away. Long scratches were left in his shoulder blades.  An angry face was what he stared back into as he looked upon the feral beast. He was scared shitless but what scared him even more was the thought of the cat raking its claws against his family.

Pop and Ma could handle themselves but not his siblings. As the oldest, it was Bran’s job to protect them. Ma had told him as much herself! So, he didn’t need anyone to help him. He could do this. He would try his very best. Swiping weakly at first at the cat’s face, he was met with a cheek of fluffy proportions. Part of him was still scared of hurting anyone, even if he was being hurt, but the feline whacked him back with much more force. Bran cried out in pain, churning his back legs against the cat’s belly to try to dislodge it. he thought he saw a brown streak coming toward them before the cat did let go. It flew off him, and Bran panted before trying to stand. His cheeks were streaked with tears, his eyes blurry from them. He didn’t see his younger brother battling with the cat.

But Gimli’s scent hit the air strongly. Bran shook his face, trying to clear his mind and help his little brother.