Mr. Brown Can Roar, Can You?

Rœkia could feel her jaws and neck getting sore from trying to hang on and eventually she was forced to let go. She flew a short ways, landing in a snow drift. Scrambling out of the snow she headed back toward the bear again, refusing to stop until the brute got the message that wolves were not prey no matter how starved it might be. With the bear's focus once again on the antlered girl its hind end was exposed and vulnerable. Rœkia aimed for the rear again and this time she aimed just a bit lower, fangs lancing through the bear's testicles. The reaction was sudden and violent. A howl of pain erupted from the bear and it bolted forward. Instead of turning around to fight the bear just kept on running. Rœkia let out a laugh. "Serves you right, you bully!" With a smirk she turned back to the horned girl. "You alright? Thanks for the assistance."