Dec 20, 2018 2:52:09 GMT
Post by ManlyJazz on Dec 20, 2018 2:52:09 GMT
GRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOUUUUUURRRRR!
An adolescent Hokkaido brown bear fell into its back with a thud, its death cry echoing throughout the forest. A German Shepherd stood nearby, staring hard at the fallen bear with her piercing, blue eyes. She panted, her body covered in sweat and blood. She stood in a defensive stance, waiting to see if the bear was, somehow, still alive. Seconds passed, and as the bear's body lied there, its blood pooling underneath it, the Shepherd became certain that the bear was actually dead.
"I did it..." the female, Zarya, whispered to herself, her lips curling back into a smile. She gazed up at the sky, imagining that her father was looking down at her from among the clouds. "Father! I'm getting stronger! I beat on of Hokkaido's strongest animals!" While the bear had been an adolescent and, arguably, had not been at its strongest, Zarya believed her victory was a sign. This land...Hokkaido...would belong to the Russian Army, and her father, Viktor, could finally rest in piece.
Zarya staggered a bit, now feeling pain from her wounds. The bear had gotten her good; long, ugly scratches trailed down her sides and back, and it'd clonked her hard in the nose, causing it to bleed. The female ran her tongue along the top of her mouth, licking some of the blood away.
It's nothing serious, she thought to herself. Just trophies from the fight, that's all. Be strong, Zarya...
Zarya slowly hobbled up to the bear, collapsing against it and resting her forepaw on its fur. With a low snarl, she began tearing into the thick skin, trying to get down to the meat. This was the biggest kill she'd ever seen; only a fool would think of leaving it to rot.
An adolescent Hokkaido brown bear fell into its back with a thud, its death cry echoing throughout the forest. A German Shepherd stood nearby, staring hard at the fallen bear with her piercing, blue eyes. She panted, her body covered in sweat and blood. She stood in a defensive stance, waiting to see if the bear was, somehow, still alive. Seconds passed, and as the bear's body lied there, its blood pooling underneath it, the Shepherd became certain that the bear was actually dead.
"I did it..." the female, Zarya, whispered to herself, her lips curling back into a smile. She gazed up at the sky, imagining that her father was looking down at her from among the clouds. "Father! I'm getting stronger! I beat on of Hokkaido's strongest animals!" While the bear had been an adolescent and, arguably, had not been at its strongest, Zarya believed her victory was a sign. This land...Hokkaido...would belong to the Russian Army, and her father, Viktor, could finally rest in piece.
Zarya staggered a bit, now feeling pain from her wounds. The bear had gotten her good; long, ugly scratches trailed down her sides and back, and it'd clonked her hard in the nose, causing it to bleed. The female ran her tongue along the top of her mouth, licking some of the blood away.
It's nothing serious, she thought to herself. Just trophies from the fight, that's all. Be strong, Zarya...
Zarya slowly hobbled up to the bear, collapsing against it and resting her forepaw on its fur. With a low snarl, she began tearing into the thick skin, trying to get down to the meat. This was the biggest kill she'd ever seen; only a fool would think of leaving it to rot.
