Ouroboros Spine Disarm

For @Minori.
In this post, I'll let the bear have the first hit- Bronco can retaliate in his next post.

He was on his way back from the borders of Neverwinter, having guided Miriam back to her children when he decided to challenge himself to the task of going over the crater-like terrain of Ouroboros Spine, figuring it was a good exercise. He was living on a mountain now, rather than in a soft, cozy forest- and he'd already begun to notice that he'd lost the remainder of his puppy fat and had begun to put on lean muscle. The more he pushed himself, he supposed, the sooner he'd be in tip-top shape, and would be able to call himself a fit guardian of Moonspear. 

So it was through the rough, stony landscape he traversed, finding that the real challenge wasn't the altitude but the footing. Under a drizzling cloud of fog, it was difficult to see very far, and the stones beneath his feet were slick. He found himself concentrating mostly on his footwork as he made his way toward the edge of the lake which he could see through a small patch of evergreen trees. He only looked up when he heard a grunt, and the scurrying of paws, and rocked back on his hindquarters, skittering backwards when he saw two clumsy, fuzzy brown cubs ran up the nearest tree. "Oh sh-" He didn't even finish his expletive when the large, shaggy and furious mother of those two cubs came charging at him from beyond the safety of the boughs they now clung to. 

He emitted a high pitched shriek, and the sound of his cry ricochetted through the area, amplified by the shape of the crater, and bouncing off the waters. It would be cut short, though, when the bear dealt him a hefty smack with its paw, sending him tumbling arse over tea kettle a few feet away. He scrambled to catch his footing, and faced off against the creature, which now circled him as they eyed each other, both waiting for the other to make the next move.