In a bit of foliage and brush quite far from Udyr's position-only barely visible-something small and quick flew towards him. It was a black bolt, poisonous liquids at the tip flying to the side as it sped through the air, aimed for Udyr's chest.

Udyr's ear twitched. Looking over, he glared at the bolt that entered his chest. "...Really?"

Slapping at it, the wood cracked, his Turtle aspect prevalent, "Time to die."

He thundered towards the bush, cracking his knuckles

"Wait, die!? Cursed stupid brute!"

Something in the bush rustled, a hurried squeal accommodating it as a little plague rat scrambled from it. He tripped in his own carelessness, looking back to Udyr storming towards him, fear striking him again. He forgot to load more bolts. He could only try to run again now.

Udyr's aspect changed, fire billowed from his being, scathing the earth about him. He advanced on the rat. If someone looked, they would see he was in a very, very bad mood. Death lingered in the air.

Twitch would need to gain ground, and fast, the heat hissing at his backside being a clear indication of the haste he needed to make.

Twitch watched the ground beneath him heat and singe, the grass burning away. Since when could he do that!? He thought. And thought. And thought. And...thought.

And finally, an idea! He reached into his boxpackbagthing and took out a vial of clear, almost blue liquid, swishing about in his hand. The rat's face quickly changed to one of deviousness. He hurled the vial at Udyr knowing something good had to happen, and-

"Oh."

It was water.
He could only shrug and laugh hesitantly in hopes that Udyr could even smirk at what he'd done, but his mind stabbed at itself wondering why THAT came up as a plan.

Udyr reached over, grabbed Twitch and lifted him off his feet. Snorting, a gout of acrid smoke and flame shot out from his nostrils, "What do you think you are doing?"

Udyr brought the rat to eye level, snorting once more. Dropping him to the ground, he flatly replied, "Hrm, point taken. That was a decent ambush. If you had managed to fully pierce our iron hide we would have surely died. Try again, we suggest to aim for the main arteries rather than the fleshiest parts of our sculpted body."

Walking away, he waved at Twitch.

The plague rat drops easily, plopping onto his rump and rubbing over the area Udyr grasped. To his surprise Udyr's anger faded quickly. Twitch tilted his head in confusion, not used to someone WANTING to try to kill them, but just as easily grinning upon hearing the suggestion he was given. Perhaps he really was trying to improve the rodent's attacks.

"Better than expected," he thought, giving a seemingly polite wave back to the man under the pelt. He would have to fulfill Udyr's request whether he cared about the demand or not. A quick shot while his back was turned would suffice..."But it isn't an ambush. Less fun!" His mind ran on with curious, malicious thoughts.

With his stand, Twitch slipped back into the shadows of the area once more.