We Own The Night

Rœkia held on tight. As the bear twisted around to get at her she was jerked forward with the bears movements. Her legs scrambled to keep up with it as it moved, trying to keep her hold as well as keep her hind end close to her so that the bear wouldn't get ahold of her. Something happened toward the front of the bear, its attention was pulled off of her and out of the corner of her eye she saw Lukina scramble up a nearby tree. Well, at least the girl was out of the way for now but she knew her cousin might not stay there. The horned man appeared toward the back of the bear, his jaws ripping into its haunch and she recognized him from their spar. Shame they couldn't have met under happier circumstances. She felt her grip loosening and as the bear thrashed she lost her grip but the damage the bear had done to its leg from the force of ripping the tender flesh from her jaws was significant. She could tell it was limping.