Hanso landed on a tree branch, his claws unsheathed, he jumped from branch to branch like a squirrel: He just scented bears, one grizzly was walking to a stream to hunt for fish. His silver fur blended in with the fog, with one screech, he landed onto it's back, it reared up, trying to shake him off. Hanso knew he could beat him easily, it was a teen. Besides, he was a former prisoner, he was too agile for it. The bear attempted to shake the cougar off as he tried to crush him, Hanso leaped away. With a powerful blow, he sliced the bear's nose open, and gripped at it's ear with teeth, it roared with agony and with deadly claws, it slashed Hanso's shoulder open. "ARGH!" he yowled in pain. He swiped it's eye, with one eye, it tried to run away but before it could, he sprang on it, wrestling it. He couldn't beleive what he was doing, fighting a full-grown bear! He was insane, nobody in the Aerialin Pride could do, they never returned, either eaten alive, left for dead or killed savagely by a big group to feed their cubs. The pictures flashed in his mind, his parents slashing Hanso as a cub, his brother had no choice but to abuse him, or else they both died, the two brothers were lucky to have found them. Anger and misery pulsed through him as he bit it's neck, sending it away roaring in agony. For a heartbeat he felt heartless like his parents, he shook the thought away and limped to camp.
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