Know your limits

As he advanced brashly on the massive bear, Saracyn caught a glimpse of a flash of gray heading for the bear's rear. He recognized the wolf; one of his pack mates he hadn't taken the time to really get to know. His father's ward, or something like that. What was he doing out here? Well, it didn't matter. Two Elysium wolves couldn't possibly lose to the bear, no matter how big it was. While Kichi grappled onto the bear's hind leg and distracted it, Saracyn took the opening to leap up over the bear's shoulder, sinking jagged fangs into the tender flesh between the ursine's neck and shoulder and thrashing about like a feral beast. It took him some effort and a couple attempts, but eventually his teeth found purchase through the dense fur and thick fat layer to taste rich blood, earning another pained roar from the bear while Kichi seemingly did the same just out of sight.

Unfortunately for him, the bear managed to easily dislodge the young brute on his rear leg with a powerful blow, allowing it to entirely focus on the prince dangling from his neck fat. Saracyn could have taken the smarter route of releasing his hold to avoid the counterattack from the enraged bear, but he didn't. Instead, he clamped down harder, snarling with deadly intent. It allowed the bear all the opening it needed to squeeze a massive paw up between itself and the yearling wolf, literally prying Sara from his neck with a firm tug and a splash of gore. The pain, if the bear felt any, did nothing to faze it, and the next thing Saracyn knew, he was being slammed down hard into the rocky earth beneath the massive predator. Sara grunted as the air was knocked from his lungs, but the bear wasn't done with him yet. A tremendous pressure suddenly pressed down on the crimson wolf's chest, threatening to crush him and cave his ribcage in. Saracyn cried out in pain, his paws struggling to pry the bear off of him while hind legs kicked and flailed for any sort of purchase in his foe, but to no avail. His heart pounded hard against his ribs, aching almost painfully to pump blood and adrenaline through his veins just to keep himself alive.

After an excruciating moment, the bear released the wolf with a violent bellow, allowing Saracyn to draw in a single gasp of breath. That was when Saracyn's cool cerulean eyes saw why the bear had released him. It was drawing its paw back to bring its sharp claws down towards his chest to impale the wolf. Saracyn yelped in shock and thrust his paws forward to catch the bear's midair as it came down on him, struggling against the bear's weight to prevent those dagger-like claws from piercing his chest. The bear huffed and pushed down hard, its claws hovering like lethal spikes between the two combatants. Saracyn growled and grunted, struggling with all his might to stay alive. In a last ditch effort, he flexed his wrists, sending both hidden blades driving into the bear's paw. The bear bellowed in agony, but didn't relent. The struggle continued, with the Mendacium price hovering a breath between life and death, praying that his partner got back in the fight soon.

WC: 554
Total: 1644 / 1500

"Saracyn Mendacium"