Balls of fluff

Her hiding hadn't worked, a keen nose and sharp eye had spotted her but she did not run...as he somewhat expected. Instead she stood readied and bristled, waiting for a fight. Tornjak was amused by her display, though he hadn't yet decided if she was brave or stupid. Rounded ears pulled in her words, his brow and head raising slightly with interest. A polar bear had attacked her? Tornjak took a closer look at the tundra wolf, noting the healing wounds on her shoulder...surely if it had been his brother he would have mailed the dog and devoured her... Unless the pack fought him together. A rumble vibrated lowly in his chest. It couldn't be his brother. He wasn't that stupid.

"must have been different bear. Brother isn't that stupid." He nodded slightly, but as an after thought he'd ask more questions...just to be safe. "Where did this bear wander off to?"