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

Her attention was pulled away from her task when the bear sent Luta flying. It then latched into the brute and gave him a shake. Worry bit at her as the man went flying as well. She only waited until she saw him get to his feet before she acted. With two paws out of commission, it seemed safe enough to take on the head where the other two were. Three against one should take the beast out quickly. Though the bear was bloodied and enraged, that rage made it stupid and the injuries made it slow. Resin was in its line of sight so it lunged at her, but she sidestepped. Teeth found the bears face, latching into its muzzle and cheek. If she could hold on, the other two could take its throat. The bear wrapped its arms around her thick body and squeezed. Pain lanced through her spine, but she refused to let go. Not until the beast was dead.
Coding|Alice. Art|Resin.