Fool Me Twice

After his run-in with the contumacious girl, and his reunion with Aresenn that turned into a battle, Sephiran still didn’t feel satisfied. The irritation inside of him was boiling, threatening to spill over which would lead him to snap. A manic episode was on the horizon, and whether or not his labile emotions ascended into that mania would depend on if he could subdue this anger. Maybe he needed to kill something, maybe he needed to fuck someone. He figured hunting down the wretched polar bear who dared to attack them was a good start.

This is stupid. We’re stupid.” He ignored Aresenn at first, as he was too focused on tracking back to the overhang where it had all started. Once they found it, his accomplice mentioned they should forge some sort of plan this time, which Sephiran had already calculated in his head. “We’re gonna draw it out,” He started, as he moved towards the area where they had been sleeping. The massive paw prints of the bear were still there, along with their claw marks from being thrown or slammed. “Go for its injuries,” He started to follow the bear prints, as they led towards the tree line. “And shove it over the cliff.” He stopped then, skull twisting as he looked over his shoulder and at Aresenn, waiting to see if he would object.

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