I’m gonna be fearless

Sedna leaned back against him, and explained her predicament. The Warlord frowned, and looked up at the tree she had been clinging too just a moment before. Pulling gently away from the woman, he marched up to the tree.

Rearing up onto his back legs, the impressive sized wolf leaned against the trunk of the Cypress. He leaned over to a brunch with a cluster of nuts, and let his elongated fangs bite into the bark with a ‘crunch’ and ‘snap’ and the branch broke clean off, falling into the ocean. He leaned further, and snap! Turned his head and snap! Snap, snap, snap! Branches rained down onto the water below him.

He let his front fall back into the water with a splash and tossed his head. “That’ll teach it for denying my wolf” he said, voice serious, but a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Sedna, have you considered if you want a companion for battle?” he asked, bringing her around to pack matters.