Send Me a Postcard
Skills
09-08-2020, 05:26 AM
He stared in astonishment as the bear began to topple. With a cry of rage, he realised that Asla was beneath it as it staggered over her smaller frame. He lunged for its neck, now lowered as it crumpled, and bit in deep. He released his mouthful, only to drive his teeth in deeper. A flailing claw caught him in the side, but he ignored the sudden stab of pain. His need to end this and ensure Aslatiel’s safety was too strong. Ripping out its windpipe, the bear finally fell still, and he shoved his weight into its side, throwing it off Asla. He crouched down beside her, eyes peering anxiously over hers. Mouth bloody, breathing laboured, and eyes touched with wild things. “Mistress, Mistress!” "Speech" |
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