On the Trail

The bear, still confused, lashed out again and Merrick batted the paw away, long, obsidian talons cutting into the bears flesh. He could see the anger on the ursines face at being wounded, but it didn't matter. Blood was dripping from the bears face and now its paw and, finally, it rushed him. The purple brute sidestepped the lumbering attack, leaving Keelin in the giant beasts view. The bear focused on the woman for a moment, allowing its initial target to get behind it. As the bear rushed towards the brindled fae, Merrick leaped upon its back, sinking curved claws into its flesh. The man bit down on the back of the bears neck and gave it a shake. Instantly the beast forgot about the woman that it had been intending to eat, beginning to thrash back and forth to try and rid itself of the rider on its back.

Holding on took too much effort and energy, so Merrick planted his paws and pushed hard, leaping off of his bucking bronco with enough force to make the bear stumble and to give himself enough room to avoid an instant attack. The bear collected itself, roared again and, rather than attacking, began running away. "Fucking coward!" Merrick roared and, like the intelligent beast that he was, ran after it.

"Merrick Mendacium"