Blood On The Air

*Gilgamesh*

As Gilgamesh danced out of harm's way, the bear's claws barely swiping around his muzzle, the snow continued to whirl and twirl around him. The bear was growing more agitated as it wanted to leave. He could see the fury in its eyes as the trio drew closer behind. Relief washed over Gil as a giant paw met his shoulder, knocking him off balance. Landing deftly into a snowbank, Gil took a moment to catch his breath, already aching from the massive bruise now acquired on his shoulder. Before the beast could reach over and attempt to end his life, the two canines Gil had never seen before lunged.

Attaching their jaws to the bear's hips, he was amazed at their ferocity in how they thrashed their grips back and forth. Distracted now, Gil rose back onto his paws. How could he resist helping to take down this white-cloaked monster? His insides twisted with excitement as his yellowed eyes watched the girl go for its heel. Catching the she-wolf's glance in his direction, he took this as his hint to jump in and help.

Flattening his ears, Gil shoved through the snow and toward the still distracted beast. The bear had dropped to all fours, switching left and right in an attempt to knock the other dogs off of its haunches. Taking this as his chance for a deadly blow, Gil slunk up as it was turning back and lunged up toward the bear's throat. It was a risky move, utmost the most dangerous, but also the quickest at taking it out. Thankfully, his hold latched onto the side of its neck. His teeth sank in, jaw clamping tight as his eyes closed for a moment.

The bear roared in fury once more, shaking its head wildly. Gil was lifted into the air, his body snapping back and forth. Impossible to hold his paws on the ground in so much snow, he was in for one wild ride.

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