At the waters edge

The earth-toned horned wolf jogged along the landscape. He had explored when he was younger but now he was an adult and caught the sight and scent of details the younger side of him had missed. Soon Kotori would have his own pack and be spending more time at home making it just as he envisioned. Perhaps he would find new members, perhaps he would just find something new, and of course, he was always ready for a fight.

As he came close to the river the decision was easy to see. A bear was near the rio grande, most likely hoping for a meal of fish. The animal didn’t appear to appreciate his attention and turned around, letting out a hateful roar.

The horned wolf had fought enough bears that a roar was hardly a reason to be concerned, showing off his own fangs he headed towards the bear, stalking in a straight line, keeping the bear’s back to the water. If it went in the water would surely slow its movements. The other option was for the bear to attack first and Kotori had a great counterblow for bears that attacked first.

The bear lunged forward as it decided on the attack part but instead of swinging as fast as Kotori had imagined it tried to just charge right over the horned wolf. Kotori was forced to simply get out of the way as the bear roared as it turned. Well, shoot, apparently this bear had its own tricks. Looking at all the scars on its muzzle the wolf imagined it had won enough fights.


"Kotori Fatalis"