Firefly Glen [M] stop, don't save yourself

just gonna drop this for lyrics

One more day we'll spend together
Let your eyes look up upon me for the better

For a moment it felt like he had succeeded, that something had gone right. This was his duty after all, to protect his loved ones. Time after time again he had tried so hard only to see death punt his efforts like a mere toy. Well, maybe it was fitting that now he could properly spit in death's face. He felt as his fangs pierced through, the liquid slowly rolling free from his hold leaving some form of sick and satisfied smirk on his maw. Like he feared though, this position had left himself fairly vulnerable and his own bite was met by a stronger one that ran hot through his chest and shoulder like a spear.

Oh, I know I'm worse for weather
But, my love, I won't give up

Despite the pain he held on, pulling and yanking as he tried to drive his own fangs deeper. It was a race to death at this point, a race he knew he likely wouldn't win, but if he was going to die here like this he would go down fighting. If he had to die today then he would make sure this fucker came with him, even if it meant dragging him down into the earth himself.

Spend my days cursing my soul
Wishing I could paint my scars and make me whole

Part of him always thought it would be Ursus to steal his life. Admittedly, it was one of the reasons he wanted to run originally, to live, even if it meant he would never see his home again. It was Polaris who convinced him to stay, she said it would be selfish of him. The thought almost made him laugh, for hadn't things just come full circle? A bear who terrorized those he loved, as he was grabbed and ripped free of his hold. The selfish desire to be the one to die, for him to be the end-all. West stumbled, a guttural groan as he coughed blood, whos at this point he was unsure. He hadn't even felt his legs go numb as he collapsed into the white.

It wasn't his fault.

It was a quiet thought, but one he had finally accepted. Ursus would have come for them either way, even if he did play a part in it, it wasn't his fault. Just like now. He had given his all, hadn't he? He would give it his all, up until the very end. This bear was but a misfortune just like every other damn bear, but no one could be blamed for its rampage. No one put it here, and he had done all he could so those that lived here could live another day. And he wasn't done. This wasn't finished, not yet. He needed to get up, he needed to fight.

Oh, I know I could be better
But, my love, I won't give up