Polar Bear Pelt

Kotori was in a fight against a polar bear.  He hadn’t exactly started it but it couldn’t be said he’d tried to avoid it either.  Kotori had been innocently walking, following the scent of bear and going in closer than it had appeared to feel comfortable.  The polar bear had finally been ticked off enough that it had charged to attack Kotori. So clearly Kotori hadn’t just been looking for a good fight.

The polar bear snapped its jaws for Kotori’s face but the wolf had already leaped sideways, his own jaws clamping down on the bear’s front leg, biting down then letting go to avoid the revenge strike of one of the bear’s huge paws.  The two were standing on snow but Kotori could feel ice hidden just a bit underneath. Maybe he should fight more often up here, it offered another good form of practice. Anyway, Kotori could use a white pelt for his den floor.

"Kotori Fatalis"