Kick your feet into gear or starve

From the shadows he watches her, dual-toned eyes sharply assessing the way she reacts to the appearance of the grizzly bear. The predatory grace that she uses to dance around the beast speaks of a knowledge of fighting and intrigues him even more. Her eyes find him on the sidelines and her gaze hardens as she arches a brow at him and shouts something in a tongue that is foreign to his ears but her tone makes the message loud and clear.

It is bossy, demanding help or departure from Zeke and he stares at her a moment longer before kicking off silently from his hiding spot. Paws easily cross the distance, bringing him up behind the hulking grizzly as it tries to attack the stranger. With a vicious snarl, he launches himself up onto the bear’s back, easily hugging the hulking form and as he bites down on of its soft ears. The bear roars its outrage as blood fills his mouth, causing his pupils to dilate and the familiar dump of adrenaline to hit his veins.

Keeping his hold on the tender area around the appendage, he tosses his head back and deftly removes said ear from the creature’s head. It roars again, this time pain lacing the outrage and attempts to toss its weight into its back paws and stand so that it might shake Ezekiel from its frame but the man is already gone, having slipped easily to the ground after mutilating its head. Blood stains his maw as he dips backward, taking him out of striking range and he readies for his next attack.

A wild smirk is on his lips.


"Speech!"