Angry Bear And A New Face

Today, Merc made his way through the woods of the Armada and out the otherside. Feeling his body had much recovered, he lengthened his run until he was past the woods, and into a barren territory on the other side. The largest feature of this land was a decaying wall that looked as if it might have been impressive in its prime.

As he veered closer to the structure, he heard the sound of an angry bear's roar. He paused, wondering if he had inadvertently disturbed it, before realising it was nowhere in sight. The sound of a surprised bark further proved it had not been him that distrubed it - but someone else.

Assuming that any wolf out this far North was likely from the Armada, the man dove in. Feeling it was his obligation to answer a call from any wolf of the pack that had sheltered him.

He found an opening in the wall and leaped over it, finding the scene beyond. The wolf was a stranger to him - but that was hardly surprising. As for the bear… he ran straight towards it, nipping its butt before twisting and running back the way he came. Hoping his attack would prove to distract the bear from the hapless wolf for a moment.


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