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There are things that some people shouldn't do. It was on this night that Kostya discovered an important fact about himself.
He did not react well to large amounts of alcohol
Kostya had scrounged up the bottles of vodka in Halifax, intending to use them when he was forced into eating some of the more flavourless prey around the Drifter Bay area. However all it had taken was one nightmare about his mother too far and suddenly he found himself in his current situation. Blinding drunk, naked and shouting expletives at a cave while wildly gesturing with an empty vodka bottle.
"C'mon ya' fuckin' coward! C'mon out and get some!" Kostya sounded and looked ridiculous, his already dishevelled appearance being made more by the second as the pounding rain soaked him to his bones. However by this point he was beyond caring, so caught up in his drunken rage. With a final howl of rage that echoed throughout the mountains Kostya heaved the bottle towards the cave, where it smashed noisily a few feet into the opening.
Kosya was answered by an ear-splitting roar as a bear lumbered out of the cave, growling angrily at the intruder. Looking at its face Kostya recognised a familiar scar over its right eye, this was the bear that had killed his mother. With a second angry howl Kostya darted forward, intent on killing the bear.
A 270lb drunk wolf against an angry 600lb bear. The fight went about as well as it sounds like it would, quickly and brutally. The bear met Kostya's charge with a charge of its own, knocking the inebriated wolf off of his feet and to the ground, where it raked its claws viciously over his belly, cutting deep wounds through flesh and fur. The bear started to back off but Kostya managed to pull himself up and rake his claws across the bears nose, prompting an angry roar.
The bears response was quick and decisive. A brutal open handed swipe of its claws cut open a second set of wounds on Kostya's chest and arm, sending him staggering backwards as blood spurted pout of the wounds. The bear quickly followed to with a swift backhand that sent Kostya flying towards a nearby ledge. Kostya realised what was happening at the last moment and scrabbled desparately at the floor to no avail, the rain slicked rock providing nothing for him to grasp. He fell down a steep slope, slamming multiple times into rocky outcroppings before coming to a stop as the ledge met the forest floor. Lying bleeding in the mud, dark fur coloured scarlet with blood gushing from his wounds, Kostya just had time to see the bear outlined against the night sky turn away from the ledge before he blacked out.
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