mary ate a little lamb

Tyrian speared a bit of bear with his claws and popped it in his mouth. The flavor burst across his tongue as he chewed and he couldn't help but pat himself on the back over it. He'd done good. Or Tashi had, but he was going to take credit for it since he'd hunted it and helped with the preserving process as best as a thumbless creature could. The bear meat had turned out nicely and he was pleased to be able to offer it. It wasn't going to be a staple but from now on any nuisance bear better watch out and think twice about eying his sheep.

He hummed to himself as Lachlan mentioned fighting the bear to impress him. And yes, Tyrian did scare it off in the end, but Lachlan hadn't known he was there in the beginning. When Tyrian had come across him he was squaring up with the bear and looked like he was ready to commit to a fight. "Oh, I'm sorry, which one of us squared up with the bear first because it looked like if I hadn't shown up you were gonna eat that thing alive," he said with a small smile.