No More ?'s

From the outskirts of the valley, Xairo watched the scene unfold with a spike of adrenaline. His eyes narrowed on the bear, its massive form throwing a shadow that danced long and grim across the tundra. He noted Ludo's careful steps, his strategy crystal clear—distance and speed over force. But the site of the snap and the immediate change in the bear's posture stopped his heart. Ludo was in danger, real danger, and before he knew it, he was running.

The sound of his own heartbeat filled Xairo's ears as he propelled himself forward. With each bounding leap, the world around him blurred, replaced by the sight of his brother and the bear. A snarl rumbled in his throat, a mix of fear and determination. Neither of them were even close to being big or strong enough to take on a creature as colossal as this one. But he wasn’t about to let Ludo face it alone either.

"Xairo Saxe"