No fear allowed

Nose to the ground, Aslatiel and Naiche followed the scent of the bear. It had left the Armada lands, but pair wanted to be absolutely certain that it wasn't going to return. There was no room in the Armada for bears. Or any other large predators for that matter. Up ahead the dark form of the bear was moving up the parh beside the falls. It had seen them pursuing it. Was it headed towards Abaven? Looking towards Naiche, she motioned towards the bear with her nose. "It looks like it's headed towards Abaven. We should try to cut it off and send it west." They were allies with Abaven. It wouldn't be neighborly to chase a bear and let them deal with it.

The cream and grey young woman threw her weight into her paws, as light as she was. Dark toes danced across the rocks as Asla cut her way up the falls. She closed the distance between herself and the bear quickly since she was considerably smaller. The beast growled a warning but Asla wasn't having it. She released a growl of her own and leaped up from one rock to the next. Her foot slipped and she stumbled a bit but managed to keep from falling.

The trio continued to move upwards. Once they hit the top of the falls the wolves would be sure to push the bear west. They would have to cross the river up top, but it should still be mostly frozen. She doubted they would have much of an issue. Boy... was she about to be proved wrong.