A rude awakening

Regner Vilhelmsen · 01-15-2012, 06:02 PM

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Southern Dampwoods, Regner is Optime and Adelle is a puppy so permalupus.

Word Count :: +490

Normally the dampwoods would be quiet and peaceful this early in the day, the sunrise accompanied by no noise other than the singing of birds and the gentle scuffling of the forest's denizens quietly making their way through the woods.

Today however, the dampwoods were alive with noise. From a certain clearing where Regner had decided to spent the night came a veritable torrent of noise, a mixture or roars, snarls and, somewhere in the middle, the terrified screams of a small child.

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Regner stood his ground, teeth beared in a terrible snarl and arms set in the classic Broderskab battle stance, stretched out wide as though inviting a hug, axe in his left hand and shield in his right. To his back was Adelle, curled up in the hollow of a tree, still wrapped in his thick fur cloak from the nights sleeping arrangements, screaming her head off at the sight before her. Before him, claws still dripping with blood from a light wound scored to Regner's face just above his eye, teeth bared in a snarl to almost match Regner's own, was a cougar.

Regner watched, eyes narrowed, as the cougar jinked from side to side, trying to provoke Regner into circling it, an invitation which Regner resisted. Speed would serve him little against an opponent as fast as this, his only hope was standing his ground and drawing the creature in to here he could grapple it, making use of his muscles and the knives hidden about his person.

Regner did not know why the Cougar was attacking, he had simply woken up this morning with the beast stood but a meter away, snarling angrily at him. The cougar itself provided no answer to the question, jabbering away in feline-accepted speech that Regner likely couldn’t have understood even if he had been fluent in English; though the cougar could have been speaking frnech for as much as Regner understood it.

Suddenly the cougar darted forward and Regner reacted. As always his axe was too heavy for the old man to swing about with abandon like he had in his young so he was forced to think carefully, acting with strategy and economical movement. An overhead swing made some of the axes weight do the work for him and when he missed, the cougar backing off quick as a flash, he arced the blade so his momentum carried him around, his shield intercepting the cougar with a solid overhead blow as it moved forward, believing him off balance.

Regner bared his teeth in a feral grin as the cougar backed off, stunned. He may be old but he had a lifetime of experience fighting to draw back on and enough tricks to fill a book. Deciding to go on the defensive Regner opened his mouth and roared again, the load call booming out of his lungs and echoing around the woods, a sound of bloodlust and defiance.

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