One more for the road

It wasn't that Saracyn didn't enjoy fighting and killing things, because he did, especially when it was with Avacyn, but when they'd set out on their twin day outing together, he hadn't exactly come out prepared to fight the entire world with her. The yearling was now sporting more than a few good bruises and bites, and his energy level was beginning to drop. What made it worse was how many of these damn bears seemed to be out and about! Shouldn't they all have been asleep for the season?! Saracyn hated bears on a good day—today was not a good day for them to keep interfering.

As if the fates were aligning to fuck him up further, the twins caught a lingering scent up north as they traveled. The smell was distinctly ursine, but this one was slightly different than the others, and one Saracyn couldn't place right away. Avacyn rolled her eyes in exasperation, clearly as done with the bears as he was, then asked if he wanted another one. For a brief moment, the Mendacium prince considered letting it go in favor of doing anything else with his sibling—but they'd already come this far and killed so many things. What harm could one more do?

"Sure, why not?" he said with an equally exasperated chuckle. Together, the two wolves stalked the scent, following it northward to a sparse forest of pine trees. The lack of cover made it fairly easy to see the polar bear moving about the land. Ah, so that's what that scent had been! "All right, time to execute the trademark Mendacium Bear Killing technique!" he teased with a playful grin. Divide and conquer seemed to be the most effective strategy when dealing with the bears, so Saracyn opted to run for the bear, barking and growling and snarling to draw its attention for Avacyn to sneak up on it. Once the bear was fully focused on him, roaring to threaten the wolf away, Sara carefully maneuvered himself in a circle around their foe, positioning it with its back facing his twin.

"Saracyn Mendacium"