More Than A Little While

*Holland* · 09-07-2019, 09:49 AM

Holland was not a fighter. He abandoned such ways long ago. His mind was more tuned to sharp words and intellectual challenges. He saw the bear as such a thing. It was larger than both, but at least he had an idea of what to do. As the beast crashed down, the boy missing it entirely, he darted in and began to harass it. he used hit-and-run tactics. A few steps in, a few steps back. a snap here and a dart out of the way there. He was trying to stress the bear out without harming it, forcing it to reconsider its actions against the boy and make it flee. Because he didn’t feel like ending his pacifism even to save the life of another. A stranger, no less. He had taken a healer’s oath. That extended to a bear.

The bear turned on the healer, however. It was getting fed up and this time its swipe caused a few lacerations. Holland grunted against the pain, his shoulder bearing the brunt of the attack. Three medium-sized and deep scratches were there now, but he didn’t give up. As the boy worried the bear’s tail and his companion got the face, Holland shot forward using his lighter frame. He dove under the bear, lifting his head to snap at the bear’s throat to make it rear up again. It worked, and he immediately barreled into it to force it on its rear. As the bear slid backward, he’d shout at the boy to get the hell out of the way. Else he’d be crushed beneath the beast.

"1143/2500
note to self; using wits to make bear confused and flee"

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