Ice Shards

Blood dripped from inky black jaws. Balerion snorted a mix of snot and blood to the white snow. He pivoted in the snow while panting to witness the divine femme assault the Bear's leg. He took in long breaths to stop the panting before taking his chance to dive back into the fray. He noticed the Bear's leg was in bad shape so he decided to go for a similar attack. Bounding with long strides Balerion aimed to run at the Beast from an angle, mostly from the rear. Suddenly he would leap upward, launching his hefty form from the earth with a rippling growl, and aim a seething bite the Polar Bear's 'arm pit.' The area of flesh between the rib cage and the inner arm. As contact was made Bal would thrash his head as much as possible to cause a large amount of tearing to the more sensitive flesh. Hopefully in the the mix of trashing he'd be able to tear a few ligaments or even cause enough blood loss to slow the brute down. Though, after a few moments he felt the Bear react. It aimed a few twisted bites at the melanistic Wolf causing him to choose to let go and scurry away with haste. Maybe Aurielle's final blow would finally take down the bleeding Bear.