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Ezra looked at his silvery companion with glee, genuine happiness on his face for the first time in what felt like months. His tail only wagged harder as Wretch agreed, talking about racing. That only made the boy more excited, and he yipped happily, massive secui paws propelling him into the air with an excited jump. Oh yeah? You wanna race? I’ll give you a hint, he said chuckling, trying his best to keep his cool, but doing a very poor job of it. It’s just a few miles northwest of here. You’ll know you’re there when it gets all hilly. Ready? Go! Ezra took off like a rocket, his mammoth size undoubtedly giving him an advantage. Wretch was tiny, but she could probably hold her own against him. Or, at least he hoped.
Ezra could hear her own paws galloping behind him as he raced so he knew that she wasn’t far away. Knowing she was close made the man run even faster, white paws thundering against the warm dirt. After some time, he took a little break just before the Commune to catch his breath. He looked around, but he couldn’t find her. Good going, the man said to himself angrily, irritated that he had out-run his friend. He wasn’t trying to do that, it just sort of happened.
Wretch? the husky called out loudly to the surrounding forest. The Hollr double backed down the way he came, calling her name out occasionally to hopefully find her. Ezra sighed, angry at himself, until he lifted his head to see a black bear and her two babies just a few feet away. The hybrid’s ears flipped back on his head, and he tried to slink away, but because of the man’s proximity, the mother bear saw him as a threat to her infants. She growled menacingly, putting her children behind her with her massive claws. Ezra looked up at her, more in awe than anything else, only to get a swipe on his face. The hybrid snarled back, just as menacingly, as he lunged to bite her paw. He wasn’t quick enough; the superficial swipe he had gotten at first seemed like nothing; As he lunged, the bear’s other claw knocked him out of the way by connecting with his face. Blood started dripping into his blue eye. He was luckily he wasn’t blinded; he could feel a massive gash running down the right side of his face. And the bear was coming back for more.
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