It's Not Spring Yet!

Saracyn had reached the definitive conclusion that he never wanted to meet another hillbilly inbred wolf like the kind he and Avacyn had just fought off back in the mines. Who even knew some backwoods fucked up maniacs like that even existed?! And what was the deal with wanting to eat them anyway?! Sara shuddered and shook off the thought while he wandered away from the mines with Ava at his side, occasionally glancing over at her to make sure she hadn't been hurt too badly, if at all. If one of those pieces of shit had so much as left a scratch on her, he was going to turn tail and go back to slaughter each and every remaining one of them.

"Well, that... uh... that was something, huh?" he remarked with a lopsided grin and a chuckle, hoping to break some of the tension from running into the cannibals. The two Mendaciums were approaching an old dilapidated stone wall now, the land covered in snow and ice as winter maintained its stranglehold on Boreas. A cold wind whipped across the land, but their thick coats thankfully helped buffer them from its chill and kept them warm—even if it did make Saracyn look a bit too fluffy for his liking. Wanting to show off for his sister a bit, Sara nudged her with his shoulder and said, "Hey, check this out, Ava!" Putting on a sudden burst of speed, Sara sprinted through the snow, running up to the wall and, in an impressive feat of athleticism and agility, leaped atop of the wall and bounced to the other side with a graceful backflip.

Saracyn stuck the landing! Except the ground he stuck it on was warm and solid and furry, not cold and snowy. Suddenly very confused, Sara looked down in time to see the mass of dark brown he was standing on shift as he was thrown to the snow. The grizzly bear that had been feeding on a berry bush just behind the wall bellowed and roared, bearing down on the wolf with vicious slashes of deadly claws. Saracyn cried out in shock and rolled out of the way, just dodging the swipe and losing his head. "Ava! Help!" he called out as he rolled into his fighting stance and lunged for the bear's legs, teeth snapping down on its ankle with a snarl. What the hell was with all the bears being awake right now?!

"Saracyn Mendacium"