Swiftcurrent Creek but anything is preferable to the pain

the beauty of his son's eyes was savage, haunted; merrick felt so strongly the rush of pride and of trepidation, in that aventus would replace him.
father's heart and killer's blood did not wish it to happen;
but the bear spirit knew it must, knew that merrick must pass into another iteration of himself as aventus entered this one.
"again," and he stood to his feet.
he would spend hours honing the bruin-jaw, until all of him cramped and grew filled with soreness. learn how to use one's greater weight against them, learn how to fall, learn when to fall, when to roll aside, to use all of their lithe smaller stature.
to embrace even the greatest agony.
it was their way. the way of ursus.