when so many have died
The ursur rumbled and came in as commanded. Noah waited and listened, his muscles itching and aching to act as the snow billowed around them. Eira landed above the mouth of the cave, crouching down and nearly disappearing in the snow. Noah shifted his eyes to borrow that of his lynx shift, and caught sight of the giant as it strode from the mouth of the cave. It growled out a warning, honed in on the ursur.
Noah nodded at Wessex's thought and pulled his bow from his back, knocking an arrow without hesitating. He had struck an ursur through the eye before, with Deimos, bringing it crashing to the ground in death. Perhaps he could again?
wait for it