Sparkly-Eyed Bear

Kotori might have had fun with this if not for the seriousness of it and how the sickness really weirded him out.  Hopefully, it was never a thing he got and if he did please not be the one where things grew from him.  Hikaru was doing a good job of getting in solid blows and Kotori honestly had no problem playing the bait.

Hikaru’s last attack had the bear pull back in pain with an angry howl, halfway to standing up.  Kotori charged head-on, head lowered.  The boy slammed his horns into the bear's chest, yanking them up and out.  His horns weren’t overly long and the bear’s fur was dense but he still felt them cut flesh.  Kotori bit at the slash marks but didn’t have time to hold as the bear was going back on all fours with its muzzle aimed at Kotori.  He darted away, rump end practically tucking under as he barely got away in time.

Still, the bite had gone in deeper once he’d started the cut.  Kotori spits out some of the bear’s blood.  Not that he had a problem with the blood but once more he imagined the potential of the blood itself being tainted.  Between the two of them, the bear was getting to look pretty bloodied and maddened or not it was growing weaker and slower.  The bear had no concerns with survival in its mind and had given itself several openings.  Hopefully, this was almost over.

Kotori Fatalis