so critical

Sirius, who had come out the other side with a little bit of squeezing, would see Resin at its back. He saw her go for a tendon, and spared time to give her a brief nod, before leaping back into the frey. The titanic Warlord would charge, ducking beneath a great blow the quick bear tried to throw his way. He had left Marshal outside, keeping an eye on Io, so he didn’t get hampered by the smaller walls of the cave. Bast was hidden in the shadows, playing support to anyone who needed her help.

At that moment Roan would be tossed, and Sirius threw himself over his warrior, snarling at the bear in case he got any thoughts of mauling the wolf well he was down. Sirius would take the brunt of the attacks if he had to, he would not let any of his people die. As he stood over Roan, Bast would leap into the fray, offering another distraction to the bear as she leaped at its back with the flexibility of a cat, climbing it with her long claws. She was a mountain cat, and climbing the bear was hardly an issue.