wrong part of town

Lynvarr raced away from the bear's jaws. It moved awkwardly, clearly something was going on in its brain or perhaps its spine. He wasn't sure what it had but one thing was clear and that was that the bear was dangerous. It was unusually aggressive and didn't seem to have many qualms about jumping right into a fight. The horned man grabbed a hold of the bear's stubby tail. It twisted around to to after him and as it did Lynvarr leapt at the exposed part of the bear's neck, digging his fangs in deep. It wasn't easy. The bear had thick fur and lots of fat and as its paw moved up to swipe at him Lyn was forced to let go. He just managed to dodge out of the way, claws just nicking his back as he circled around in search of another opening in which to do damage.