Spice things up

Lorikeet wasn’t one to tussle with a large predator alone. She was far too concerned with gaining scars across her beautiful, unmarred body. She certainly wouldn’t have gone after this bear alone. It was true that Heiðinn was lousy with bears, but this was her first time encountering one without the handsome Vidarr at her side.

It was lousy luck, really, that led to the bear exiting the den, and cutting her off from Spice. The cat’s alarmed howl caught her attention first, and then she was diving in. Grabbing the bear's attention before it could hurt her oldest friend and companion. She lowered her antlers, and charged.

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