blood in the water

Aresenn, on the other hand, had always been more adept at scaling cliffs and traversing rocky terrains than the other brute. He watched from a higher vantage point as Caedes engaged the bear. There was a raw thrill in witnessing such primal displays of power, but he was not here for sport - besides, the Saxe brute couldn’t have all the fun.

With a deep growl resonating from his chest, Aresenn leaped down from his perch onto the bear's back, limbs outstretched- ready to grip for purchase. The bear roared in rage and surprise as Aresenn sunk his teeth into its thick hide, locking his jaws into the loose skin of its back. The bear attempted to shake him off but Aresenn held on with grim determination.

"Aresenn Praetor"