Bear Attack (Closed)

[Kehor Kev]

Season of Spring, 512 AV Day 28

Deep into the woods, Kehor is setting up camp. He has just caught a rabbit, finished building a fire, and was just about to cook when he heard a sound. Not just any sound. It was The sound. The sound was from the great bear he had been tracking for the past two days.

Scattering the fire, throwing the rabbit away, and transforming into a wolf in a mater of seconds, he was off. In the direction of the sound, he was trying to find a smell, trace, a sign that it would signify the bear. On he traveled through the night, resting briefly. He had to catch the bear.

Then the wind changed and the smell was gone. Kehor sat on a log in grief. He looked for a suitable camp, on top of a hill near, a cliff, and surrounded by trees. Once found, he decided to try something new. About twenty paces form the camp in all directions, he placed a trap. Most of the traps were for small animals; rabbits, rats, and snakes. They mostly had to do with a stick falling at the neck area and trapping or killing it. But one trap was bigger then all the rest. It was for his nemesis, the bear.

To lure the bear, he stealthily followed a rabbit to it's den and killed them. Keeping the largest for himself, he placed a small one in the trap. The trap was a simple one, like the others, it had to do with a falling stick. But this one would not kill, because he wanted to, it would trap, immobile, cripple. The stick was replaced by a log and he would activate this one himself.

For a night and day he waited, eating his rabbit, making a wooden spear to kill with. At about noon on the third day, the great bear appeared. Going to the bit, Kehor waited silently and patiently for his chance. Then it appeared, Kehor pushed the log and down it fell. It landed on the hind-legs of the bear breaking them instantly.

Kehor was down in a flash, in human form, ready for the kill. The bear lashed out and cut Kehor's shin, but he did not care. Climbing up the back of the bear, he sent the spear through the skull, killing it. Moving the log, he took the stick and tried to skin it, but was not very successful. In the end, he had three large, square fur pieces. Using the fur as a bag, he took chunks of meat which he later tied shut with vines. Using vines to connect them, he had a makeshift backpack.

Once done, he set off on his three day long journey back to Alvadas.