Grouchy Grizzlies

The time she had won him would be well spent, as his cry had drawn thr attention of hi winged companion, who in turn had fetched Bast, who had lingered near the beginning of the terratory. Both appeared as the fight raged on. Marshal let out a shrill cry, hindered by the cave, but not by much, the cavern was giant in size. He glided down, wracking claws through the bears air on his downward stroke, before he was away again.

Bast was there next, appearing beside the titan like a ghost as she kept her silence. She grabbed for the same foot the titan had, smaller teeth digging into the wound he had already opened over the foot.

The stranger, at this point was taking the brunt of the bears anger, making swipes of her own and keeping it engaged by placing her body close to its face. Brave, but surely foolish. If he was to turn and leave her now, she would be bear-meat and he would have a clean getaway. Sentimentals were a waste of breath. He thought or it, for just a moment, to leave her to her fate. Her cursed under his breath instead, and dove back in. Dammit. He didnt know why, but she had helped him first.

He leaped and landed on it's back, riding it piggy back style as his unnatural cat claws dug into its skin for purchase. It bellowed, throwing back its head and tossing its body to throw him. He only dug in harder. Bast at this point appeared beside the white woman, offering protection if she needed a moment to recover from the wounds it had delbt her. The titan went for its throat then. His extra long fangs digging in deep to its thick coat, and well others might have struggled to reach the inner workings of its throat, he did not. He tore, and ripped, and suddenly thr bear lost air flow. It gasped and founded in its panic, finally throwing the titan who had compromised his bit for its throat. He crashed against the nearest wall, stunned for the moment as the bear continued its death throes.