I'm ditching these pillows and moving to Canada

Sirius was not foolish enough to think he could end this one, even as he harried it, he considered their escape. Its attention was on him for the moment, and then he saw the little blue form of Zee as she darted at the beast and knocked it in the rib cage. It turned her and Sirius darted in again, nipping once more at its leg. He tried to make it as deep as he could, and close to the tendons. He felt his teeth graze, and then he was forced to pull away once more. He was close, he just needed another try. Zee distracted it once more, and Sirius went for the same spot, and with a victorious cry he found something snap and he bear stumbled.

“Run’ he clarified. To Zee, swiping the bag of feathers off the floor as he moved, and leaving the tigers with a mournful sigh. No doubt they would be torn apart by the bear long before he could retrieve them. Running with his head held as high as he could to keep the bag away from his feet, he likely looked comical. No matter. He wasn’t leaving these damn things behind, they had caused him enough grief.