DEIMOS
ache first, but then let the cuts close
spit out the blood
spit out the blood
The Sword had been hoping for the Seer to snag the tracker, and they could simply leave, head back, and return at a later juncture with either a hunting party, or full-fledged vehemence. He couldn’t unfurl and unleash quite in the way he might’ve yearned – a twisting wake of violence and nefariousness to seethe and siege – not with all of them there. But as her arrow flew, and predacious efforts ran high, he knew he’d have to put a stop to all of it, and swiftly.
The man clinging to the bank waved again, extending out an arm towards the other hunter and Alys, still careful not to make a sound, but it may not have mattered. The arrow had done its job, swiftly spurned directly into the beast’s eye, but it still came charging, merciless and deadly. As if it were completely unbothered, or simply unaware. Maybe it was running strictly on fumes and aggression, and would eventually fall.
But the Warden wasn’t about to wait that long. Deimos reached and reached, the massive portions of his body still uncoiling in long, serpentine proportions, until he could simply lunge, teeth extended, over the ramparts, embankments, and snow, snagging at the feet of the bear. It roared and bellowed, own jaw parting to impart some manner of brutality, but within a moment the bakunawa threw the beast sideways.
It landed, precariously, over another mound of snow with a bone-sickening crunch.
The man clinging to the bank waved again, extending out an arm towards the other hunter and Alys, still careful not to make a sound, but it may not have mattered. The arrow had done its job, swiftly spurned directly into the beast’s eye, but it still came charging, merciless and deadly. As if it were completely unbothered, or simply unaware. Maybe it was running strictly on fumes and aggression, and would eventually fall.
But the Warden wasn’t about to wait that long. Deimos reached and reached, the massive portions of his body still uncoiling in long, serpentine proportions, until he could simply lunge, teeth extended, over the ramparts, embankments, and snow, snagging at the feet of the bear. It roared and bellowed, own jaw parting to impart some manner of brutality, but within a moment the bakunawa threw the beast sideways.
It landed, precariously, over another mound of snow with a bone-sickening crunch.
watch your body pull itself back together
then let your soul do the same
then let your soul do the same
