Whatever You Do

Rœkia continued to eye the bear, snarling fiercely until it turned and lumbered off. There, that was more like it. Most interactions between predators in nature could be resolved in shows of aggression without coming to blows. For a lone predator like a polar bear, the serious injuries could impair its ability to hunt or become infected if the bear had no knowledge of healing arts. She was content to let starvation or disease take it.

She turned as the boy spoke and nodded. "Yea, what about you?" She stretched, rolling her shoulders a bit where she could feel bruises forming. Lukina seemed to be fine which was good. She eyed the youngest wolf. "Well, we better get going twerp. Still a good ways to travel." She turned to the boy again and with a nod, she turned to lead the way southward. She could smell the scent of pack on the boy now and didn't want to hang around til the rest of his pack or his parents showed up. She had reasons for her reservations and didn't want to get caught before finishing her task.

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