Death by bear Feb 28, 2019 14:01:03 GMT -5
Post by Jeames on Feb 28, 2019 14:01:03 GMT -5
He hadn’t fucking seen it coming. Stark had been minding his own business, sniffing out some scents of prey. He and Iago had teamed up again to look for the boy’s brother, even though Stark was not in the mood at all. But, he did decide some nice hunting would do them both good, and keep Stark entertained.
So that’s why he had been searching, sniffing everywhere.
But it all went to shit.
A bear was holed up in its hole, a little further off, sleeping through the winter. Not to be disturbed. And yet Stark disturbed it. by being fucking loud.
There was quite a bit of wind, and a branch that had already been hanging low snapped off, finally breaking under the pressure. The branch came down, and fell right on top of Stark’s head. The creaking and snapping would not have alerted the bear, had Stark simply be a man and walked off quietly.
But Stark was no man. He was mentally a boy.
And at the contact, he screeched and raged.
He was so loud, wolves could have heard it miles away.
And that’s what woke the bear up.
The creature came from its hole, woken from its slumber. Growling and drooling. Fierce and angry. And Stark, being the fucking idiot he was, did not run from the half awake bear that was bound to be slow the first minute or so. No, instead he stood his ground and growled.
The fucking idiot.
The bear came closer, came upon him, and Stark lashed out, snapping wildly.
The creature snarled, and swooped its paw down upon Stark’s head. Massive gashes appeared, made by it’s nails. Stark jumped back, yowling fucking loudly. It only angered the bear more.
Made by Time Lapse of Adoxgraphy.