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

Dómari shook the blood from his pelt as he tried to focus through the pain. The women dove for the bears face and throat and Dómari raced around behind it as he leapt on the bear's back, his teeth snagged it's ears and he pulled it's head sharply back so that they'd have an easier time slaying the great beast. Served it right for thinking it owned the whole stinking territory. Dómari had never asked to be attacked and in his opinion a little bit of eye contact was no reason to try and kill somebody.

The bear shuddered then toppled forward, dead. Dómari scrambled off to check on the women, hoping they hadn't been squished by the bear. "Hey! Are you guys alright? Thank you for your help!"