No Future, No Past, All You Are Is Bear Food

Perhaps whatever gods ruled these lands were looking down upon the wolves today, for a moment later, Luta arrived. Resin was glad of it. She knew the other woman's skill and would fight beside her any time. The scarred woman even cracked a bit of a grin as she waited to see where the battle would go. She enjoyed times like these. If the trio played their cards right, they could be feasting on bear before nightfall.

The bear rushed Luta and she acted accordingly. The brute found a front paw and, while they had the front end distracted, Resin darted to the side and made her way behind the yellowing bear. It stumbled back from the swipe that Luta had given it and it stepped right into her awaiting jaws. It had worked with the tiger and it would work with this beast as well. Serrated teeth snapped together, severing the tendon in the bears back left leg. As it swung to see where the pain was coming from, it sunk to one knee, its back leg no longer working. Resin dove out of the way, but was already on her way around to hopefully nab the other leg.

Coding|Alice. Art|Resin.