Barfight At The Buffet

Úlfr flailed and twisted, pain pounded in his neck. He felt the lion shift as it was struck and he was finally released. He scrambled to his feet and bounded forward to put some distance between himself and the lion. He could feel blood starting to pool on the back of his neck and mat his fur. He immediately wanted to be home with his mothers. Ásvor could make any injury feel better. He looked at the lion and his allies and quickly moved to stand next to Jynn as he tried to make himself look as big as possible. He growled as loudly as he could hoping he sounded strong and scary despite the pain that was blossoming from his injury. With any luck all three of them putting up a strong front would scare the lion off and they could go about tending their wounds.