Bearclaw Valley They grow into adults, and become dangerous things

if there was one thing going for the water, at least it softened any falls.

astara had been second guessing her idea when aventus came at her again -- this time parting the dark waters as he dove towards her. she felt the muck underfoot suck at her feet as she moved, too slow to possibly dodge his onslaught.

his teeth clicked against her own as she attempted a jawspar, buffeted back by the collision. the rattle of her teeth against his own was unpleasant. she did not offer a counter - instead she pulled herself towards the bank while water and muck below dragged at her.

once she was up the bank, astara shook roughly and then stopped, realizing if aventus did the same he might instigate the pain in his ribcage.