Two worlds pinned against each other should have been reason enough to stay away. Being foe should have been reason enough. But for Karhu it wasn’t

Seeing your face made all of that seem like nothing. But you didn’t even know he existed. He was just that odd whisper in the wind. The rustling of leaves you figured to be a rabbit

He was always there. Wishing he could speak to. That he could make you laugh

Then as you reached down to pick a flower you saw him

“Hey… hey there”

Sure, he’s fought in wars but he was awfully scared of inquiring your wrath