Anyone got a Coke?

Natha watched the bear intently, keeping her eye contact. She was pretty sure it knew she was looking at it but the bear held perfectly still. It knew she was looking but hadn't grasped that she had realized that it was, in fact, a bear. Natha pondered what to do. Could she outrun the polar bear? Maybe it had been resting and had no intention of going after her at all. As if to make matters wolf and bizarrely colored wolf showed up and she immediately suspected it was the same wolf she'd fought with in the melee. The voice confirmed it and when she turned to look at the man, a sassy remark bubbling up her foot the polar bear lunged forward and charged.

"Aw, shit!" The bear was surprisingly fast. She'd turned to run but her sensitive ears picked up the sound of it's heavy breathing and she dove to the side, just missing being swept up by those horrible claws. Well, it was a fight now. She wasn't going to outrun that thing on a barren field. The only option was to wound it enough to get it to go away. Her hind legs uncoiled as she leapt up, landing on the bears back, just in front of hit's hips. All four sets of claws dug in deep as did her fangs.