this is the reckoning
The beast’s laugh unfurled as a bark; a short snort, a testament to the qualities and skills Noah sought. The polar bear was still larger than himself, and Deimos swifter, keener, hard-edged with his enormous paws. Then you will need to find a way to be quicker. His head tilted, considered, weighed out their options. Turning may be your best bet. Diving, ducking. Permitting others to veer off course, so that he might have a reprieve.
And they’d need to demonstrate, to practice. I can come at you, and you attempt to turn out of my attack. He’d wait for permission of course, patient and encouraging, fully intending to assist without either of them being far too maimed. His teeth wouldn’t be raised. His claws wouldn’t scrape.
A lesson in motion, rather than anything else.
Then he maneuvered, rapid, swift, and quick, beelining for Noah’s massive abdomen; which in this bulky, bear frame, would always be an easy target.
And they’d need to demonstrate, to practice. I can come at you, and you attempt to turn out of my attack. He’d wait for permission of course, patient and encouraging, fully intending to assist without either of them being far too maimed. His teeth wouldn’t be raised. His claws wouldn’t scrape.
A lesson in motion, rather than anything else.
Then he maneuvered, rapid, swift, and quick, beelining for Noah’s massive abdomen; which in this bulky, bear frame, would always be an easy target.
DEIMOS
