Whose Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf?

Éldi thrashed and writhed as the bear howled in pain, clearly stunned by this turn of events as Eisleif took another bite out of the creature. Éldi let go just in time to avoid another swipe of its mighty paw. The yearling felt a chill on top of his head and knew he was bleeding. He could tend to the wound later, right now he needed to focus on the bear. The bear stumbled back and shook its head. Splatters of blood stained the snow as the creature groaned once more before retreating. The meager meal of a turkey was not worth dealing with two aggressive, deranged wolves.

Éldi let out a cheer as the beast ran off before he bounded over to Eisleif. "That was incredible! I can't believe we just chased off a polar bear. My name is Éldi, by the way, Éldi Rudolfrson. You're welcome to some of my kill as thanks for the assistance."