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Lúta heard the girls call to run but she worried whether or not they could get away. In particular she was worried the young wolf would fall behind. "You go ahead and start running! I'll-" Lúta was forced to duck as the bears fangs attempted to seize her head. She snarled and twisted her head up, her fangs seized around the bear's lower jaw as her front claws tore into the flesh of either cheek. Her hind legs kicked violently at the bear. The two tussled until she was thrown off, landing with a loud thud on the ground. Her head was reeling and for a second she blacked out.

The bear however, was backing up now, shaking its head in pain. It didn't like how aggressive these wolves were. It's jaws hung open, the lower jaw slightly slack as drool dribbled down the bears chin.