mysterious happenings 101

Mojito braced for yet another hit, feeling his face stinging still from the massive paw that had smacked him. Even with it's clearly underfed state the bear hit like a goddamn truck. But a follow-up attack never came, instead, the massive beast let loose a loud bellow, and Mojito opened his eyes into a squint, spotting the form of Dream clamped onto the bear's shoulder. Mojito took a moment to release his grip, the bear's attention clearly turned towards the other wolf as it tried to swat at him with it's opposite forelimb. Mojito took a moment to slide backwards, away from the beast, catching his breath and looking for a very specific opening.

There! Mojito dashed forwards when the bear was forced to briefly return to all fours, panting and clearly frustrated. Mojito flattened himself as much as he could, racing forwards to try and get himself under the bear's considerably low set stance, sliding under its emaciated frame until he was half under its rump... Right below some rather precious vitals. Mojito grit his teeth and slammed his head upward, driving small but sharp horns into the bear's abdomen. It howled in pain, his attention drawn from Dream temporarily and now very focused on Mojito, who was rapidly trying to back peddle and get himself out from under the bear's still pretty considerable girth. Which he was not so lucky to actually manage. The wind was forced from his lungs as the bear dropped his weight onto of Mojito. The pale man flailed, limbs desperately trying to push the bear off and he snapped his jaws at any part of the bear in reach. Even trapped as he was he could tell the great beast was tiring, it was clearly starting to evaluate if it was worth still fighting these two, much better fed, wolves... Mojito could only hope it would decide to retreat before he was totally crushed.

WC: 321 (2267/2500)

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