No, [Rosso hisses, ears flattening against his head,] that's a fucking bear. Deer don't smell like that.
[Are. Are Ryslig bears worse, somehow? Rosso doesn't want to find out, nor does he really want to kill an innocent wild animal who probably just smelled food and wanted to come down for it. Nor does he want to be mauled. What do they tell you in all those camping guides, uh... to die? They tell you to die. Fuck.
As if confirming that it is not a deer, the shape of the bear becomes more apparent. It's one of those huge-ass grizzlies they warn you about in shitty nature documentaries, and it is giving a big sniff to the perimeter of the clearing they're in.
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[Are. Are Ryslig bears worse, somehow? Rosso doesn't want to find out, nor does he really want to kill an innocent wild animal who probably just smelled food and wanted to come down for it. Nor does he want to be mauled. What do they tell you in all those camping guides, uh... to die? They tell you to die. Fuck.
As if confirming that it is not a deer, the shape of the bear becomes more apparent. It's one of those huge-ass grizzlies they warn you about in shitty nature documentaries, and it is giving a big sniff to the perimeter of the clearing they're in.
Fuck. What do you do about a whole ass bear.]