For You Are Tasty, And Good With Ketchup

Ásta insinctively placed herself between the bear and he pup. Her dark ears pinned back as she screeched at the bear in her high-pitched foxy screech. She was far bigger than your run of the mill red fox but she sill was dwarfed by the bear. Suddenly, another Armada wolf arrived, smaller than the fox and injured. Oh these odds were not looking good.

The older girl pushed out at Gossamer and told her to go. Before he girl could blurt out a retort Aslatiel dove at the bear and Ásta followed suit. The older girl bit the back of the bears leg and it it turned to swipe at her. The minute it's back was to the fox she leapt up onto its back, fangs ripping into the bears back, biting here and there in a flurry of damage. The bear roared and snarled, standing up on its hind legs as it tried to detach he fox.

Gossamer, who was determined to help, charged forward. She copied what she'd seen her older sister do as she twisted her head and bit into the bear's ankle due to her short stature. Blood gushed into her mouth for while she was a pup she had long, sharp saber fangs that exacerbated the damage she'd done. The bear roared in pain and twisted madly as it tried to figure out where to strike first.