Goldilocks Ain't Got Nothing On Me!

Skælingr stretched for a moment before trotting after his wife as they looked for a good spot to fish. While he preferred deer himself he had to admit that the sight of the fat fish was making him hungry. He licked his lips as he watched them. Skælingr started to scoot down toward the water just as the bear appeared. It charged toward his wife and with a furious snarl Skælingr leapt up the bank and charged after the bear. His fangs seized hold of its tail and with a violent shake of his head he tore off flesh just as the bear swirled around to swipe at him. Skæ ducked away from the blow and scrambled back up the shore. "Piss off!" He snarled at the bear but the grizzly wasn't having it. It raced toward Skælingr, intent on killing this annoying pest.