At the waters edge

Kotori kept a close eye on the stranger and the bear until it was obvious the fight was over.  Still, until the bear was down he remained silent.  Alaiois approached once the bear was done and Kotori nodded in kind, “I’m Kotori Fatalis.”  It was entirely likely the wolf knew of the Fatalis name.  Dad had done a good job in making the armada well known and his sister queen of the hallows now.  The horned wolf tended to expect others would know who he was by those details.  It used to be he found his pride in the family name alone but now he wanted more.  The family name still meant a lot but he wanted to pair it with his own personal successes that others learned to respect him.

Kotori nodded to the corpse, “Strong and burly but dumb like a lot of them, especially when they get angry.” The horned wolf noticed the bear was no longer showing any sign of movement.  Fully dead?  “So, will you be taking the belt or any other parts of it?”  Kotori hadn’t challenged the bear with a need for anything it had but he also wasn’t going to leave a corpse to let it fully go to waste.  There were ways to make use of various parts and it would be a waste to have the corpse rot as it was.

"Kotori"