Bearclaw Valley Friends, or Foes?

Aves will stay unconscious for the remainder of the thread! Feel free to PP his body from here on out, I won't be posting again!

Aventus had made a grave mistake.

Even though Nyra towered over his four month old self, while he was surrounded by his pack, he felt a sense of superiority over her. With her throat and belly exposed to him, Aventus felt like the god he saw his father as. He felt certain he had the advantage.

But he underestimated both Nyra and the speed of wolves, and overestimated himself. He felt jaws clamp firm around his throat and every muscle in his body slackened, shaken loose by the cold hands of dread. That was all he registered before he was lifted and then slammed into the ground.

The gentle snapping of several fragile ribs as Nyra drove him into the packed earth was the last thing Aventus heard. A flash of white lightning across his vision as his head impacted the ground, the last thing he saw. Pain exploded through him, followed abruptly by numbness. By the time she lifted him and began flinging him around, Aventus was already unconscious. The ragdoll limpness of his body was likely the only thing that saved him from having his spine snapped.

He was tossed carelessly aside, crumpling against Evien as the man ran to catch him. It was not enough to wake Aventus. The deep claimed him for now.