The cold winds blew the scent of my prey to me. He'd taken the bait and I felt a thrill of adrenaline at the knowing of it. Today, at least, would have some challenge to it.
I waited a moment longer before standing up from my concealment directly in the path of the adult male Kodiak bear. It reared up on its hind legs with a roar of challenge at my sudden unexpected appearance. I laughed, as the thrill of danger swept through me and I chucked the spear in my hand hard at the bear.
I could've killed it with a well aimed throw, but I didn't want the excitement to be over so soon. The spear lodged deeply into the bear's shoulder and its roar turned to a rageful blast, even as a hate filled wrath entered the bear's eyes.
"Well come on big boy! Give it your best shot!" I yelled out in defiance at it.
I ducked off to the side, as the bear lunged forward. I took off down the path running easily letting my stride widen out. I could feel the bear closing in on me from behind. I ducked off to the side of the trail suddenly and the bear, in an effort to halt its rolling bulk and follow down the divergent path I had taken, smashed sideways into a tree and roared at the pain of it. Before the bear could gather itself I claimed a spear I had left along the path and jabbed it deeply into the side of the bear twice.
With one mighty paw strike it snapped the offending spear in half and I took off running again. It was time to end this fight. I ran into a group of tightly grown together trees and grabbed up the homemade long sword that I had left there.
The bear's speedy pursuit was slowed down by having to dodge in and around the tightly packed trees. There was a small open area within the pack of trees and that was where I waited for the bear, sword in hand.
Yeah, I was crazy, and what I was about was entirely foolish, but who cared anyway. I didn't. If they all thought I was crazy, then so be it, I would be crazy in all its glory. At least I was having a moment of fun and a test of challenge to liven up my otherwise boring monotony. It was my island anyway and I could do whatever I wanted, which included fighting bears in single combat.
The bear reared up snarling and swung at me with either long talon tipped paw and I swung back with my sword, as my screams of war match the bear's roars for intensity of feeling. It was close a few times, but in the end the bear fell forward ponderously its throat sliced away.