To fight beside you

Ollie was delighted when his father took him and Wylan on a hunt. He hadn't been on very many hunts himself and he was grateful he got a chance to. He had been jealous of his siblings for learning with their parents without him for so long that he relished every moment now with his father and brother out here.

Ollie sighted the bear in the distance but didn't think much of it while they pulled their seals in. It wasn't until they were settling down for the lesson did he hear and see it properly. 

As soon as the bear made it obvious it wanted their kills, his claws were out and his head was low.

"Took one down with Bas and Iggy, and Bas was knocked out for some of it." He mentioned back to his dad. Had he forgotten to tell him? He was ready to show Mortis he was no longer the sickly boy. He may be the smallest of the party... but he was probably also the most reckless.

He stood over their kills and bristled his fur with a snarl at the bear, daring it to make the first move. He wasn't going to relent.


"Speech"