so critical

Roan knew it was foolish to try and go out of his way to take the kill shot, he would be in the same amount of danger as the other two. Especially with Sirius at the front. Roan could focus on no greater desire in those moments. At the back of his mind he knew that he must return to his dear Iolaire, but his foremost thought was how best to enact his revenge. The corner of his lip pulled back in amusement as Sirius nudged him understandingly.

The three wolves got themselves into position, physically and mentally. Roan shed all thoughts of past or future, because the present was the only thing that mattered. She took in a deep breath, steadied himself, and Sirius called out lone and hauntingly. Only a few heartbeats passed when the bear appeared before them, it’s eyes fixed on the warlord that had disturbed its slumber. Roan quietly pressed himself against the rock face, blending into the shadow at the creature lumbered past him.

It had eyes only for Sirius, and however slow its movement Roan couldn’t forget the speed that the beast had shown in its attack towards himself and his sister. Dapple hadn’t been fast enough either, but he was here now. She would be avenged. The great creature aimed an attack at Sirius, rearing up in the cavern and slashing impossibly long claws in his direction. Roan acted as the bear did.

From behind Roan aimed to mount the creature’s back as it fell back to all fours. He’d grasp tightly to the back of its neck and he’d hold on for dear life. At least to the point where he could get his final grasp.