Just as Aresenn had made contact at the bear’s side, Sephiran must have released his hold. It left the bear already prepared to seek him out, and the shallow punctures on its side gave it all the reason to pursue. Following through his counter circle, Aresenn did his own about turn to face the bear head-on. As it began to pursue him, he put his best effort into making himself appear as large as possible- curling his tail over his back, extending his chest, and flexing his shoulders. Anything he could think of to entice the bear forward in a silent challenge. Sephiran on the other hand … not so silent. The barking and snarling must have been a lot more intriguing to the predator as it veered toward the Saxe boy in response.
As it moved toward Seph, Aresenn saw an opening. Darting forward, he hit the bear with splayed jaws in the back leg that hadn’t yet been touched. Sinking his canines into flesh, he gave every ounce of energy he had into shredding its hide and muscle as much as he could- his own cracked ribs permitting. Thankfully, the adrenaline was carrying him quite a bit in this particular moment.
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